I woke up the morning after the night before, I’d done the BAC gig and it had gone well, very well. So I had done some of that drinking stuff.
My head hurt, bad.
Then I realised my belly hurt too, bad.
By the time I had crawled out of bed the distant but familiar feelings of being [...]
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Heady night last night, heavy bowels this morning.
Was at the BAC doing a mishmash version of either Romantic Comedy, Pulp Boy or the proposed amalgamated 90 min tour show, Stories From A Lovelorn Idiot.
After putting off even thinking about it for the last few weeks I spent all of yesterday trying to remember the Pulp [...]
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