sustained myself till now on two ravi unde, a glass of milk, a cream biscuit, a glass of mosambi juics, and a plate of pani puri. Will rpobably die at this rate. That's why I am having a good sized meal. Have to blog a poem about time that I wrote, which I have forgotten to blog or forgotten that I have blogged, and the lines I like from Count Brass. Finished reading it. Amazingly clever book...
especially that one huge twist in the middle.
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