posted on Jun, 21 2005 @ 12:39 PM
This is my diary of life in this particular region of cyberspace. Here, I shall log the various entities and groups I encounter, and the events that
ChatLog ATSDate: Classified, until I can read the Clock whilst hanging upside down without going cross-eyed.
It has been a truly odd day today.
Was around the Forums earlier, snooping about, spy….. looking at people, when I stumbled upon a little drinking session, being hosted by a rather
intoxicated WCIP. Before I knew what was going on, I had a glass of vodka handed to me, and then some more….. the memories turn into a blur from the
eighth glass on. I have these images of listening to reggae though, for some reason.
Woke up five minutes ago, hanging by my ankles from the rafters in the Skull & Bones Pub. I don't remember how I got here. Suspect WCIP had a hand in
this. If this is the case, I shall spike his drink with laxatives when I see him next.
There are people below me….. am considering whether to cut my rope and drop on them like a bat, or issue a mewling plea for help getting down, and
painkillers for the monstrous hangover I have.