Party all night, sleep all day.

Isnt it neat how, when you stay in bed the whole day, you dont get hungry? and, in fact, get more tired as the day goes on? Its 3pm and I'm about to slip into a coma...
Of course I have an excuse, at least for teh earlier part of the day: I was out last night at the Urge official opening night. I managed to piss a number of people off with the camera too- seems I was the official Urge photographer last night.



my favourite: the intrepid trio spring to action! Paul, Loren, and Alan.


And what have we here? Paul2 (the arseist formerly known as squirtybear), Lloyd and David- all much happy on the complimentary champagne. Lovely.


And here's a dodgy sight... Yours truly, Tony our local sash queen (Southern Hibearnation Mr.Cub 2005) and Harry. Wuff!

There will be a few more pics on the Urge website sometime too- look out for pics from Underwear Night, which is this Sunday :-)

I suppose I'd better get up now.

Friday: reprieve by Seuss.

Grant did you select that file?
I did I did, I reply.
Grant did you then hit 'delete'?
I did, I say, and bid retreat.

I did not mean to press that key,
My finger slipped, honestly!
A network drive does not forgive,
the file is gone, I may not live.

Recovery is tried in vain
A fortnight's work gone down the drain.