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Date: 08 July 2006 11:34:18
...sang the Moldy Peaches.
I wake up this morning with all the murky headedness of a hangover but having only drunk one pint. Also feeling slightly sorry over my job situation (although something may be on the horizon), i do indeed feel like I'm chasing the titular Irish stereotype (but in the hope that he'll manage to magically grant me a job - I don't give a fig about his overly sugary breakfast cereal). Sorry for the recent drought of bloggage, it's a combination of dodgy library computers and a currently less than interesting life