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I smell of cigarette smoke. This is why I hate pubs. (I had a shower this morning, too, which makes it doubly annoying.)

I did, however, manage to distribute CICCU Gospels to Ewan, enismirdal and a random CUWoCSian, and get CUWoCS talking about the Bible for quite a while. (Admittedly they were trying to find goth lyrics in it, but still.)

This amused me. Now I need sleep.

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Went to see Lady Windemere's Fan. Girl who gave me ticket said that she would knock for me and didn't; neither did she phone me, despite having requested my mobile number. Went anyway. Play very good. Cannot decide whether to be unutterably miserable or tremendously homicidal. Both at once does not seem to work.

Yes, I am fully aware that I should get some sleep now.