August 31st, 2001

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I'm thankfully back at work after my brief bout of flu. Thankfully I spotted the symptoms whilst at home and dived under my duvet with a bottle of water and didn't surface until late yesterday evening. By the time Nick came by on his way to IFIS I felt well enough to crawl up the hill and be socialable. Now comes the fun part of remembering what I was doing last time I was in.

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I'm probably just being paranoid (as I'm often known to be) but I was puzzled by Sharon's reaction down the pub to me being nice. She was quite surprised to see me doing nice things - do I really have such a bad reputation? Should I be hiring a PR guru to convince people that I really am a nice guy?

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Thanks to the lovely lackey, Delia, I've finally remembered to get off my arse and phone the solicitors for a progress report. Apparently the other solicitors have finally sent the contract yesterday, which is odd because I'm sure they were going to send it the day after I last tried hurrying things along.

Either way, things are progressing and I'll soon have a lovely new home all to myself where I can frollic happily about in my pants and listen to the Spice Girls...er...is this thing still on...just ignore that last bit? :)

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