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10th December 2008

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SOOOO finally got home from practice, we spent two days hammering out some parts and yesterday afternoon we decided to find a pub and have some drinks to unwind…needless to say I passed out on the bus and wound up an hour from home and Jonathan got on a bicycle and took off…I had assumed it was his so I thought nothing of it when he left, but apparently he was so drunk that he didn’t realize it wasn’t his until he got home, in fact he sold his bike last year. We did manage to do some good things…expect Jonathan to do some singing at the show next wednesday, should be fun.

SOOOO finally got home from practice, we spent two days hammering out some parts and yesterday afternoon we decided to find a pub and have some drinks to unwind…needless to say I passed out on the bus and wound up an hour from home and Jonathan got on a bicycle and took off…I had assumed it was his so I thought nothing of it when he left, but apparently he was so drunk that he didn’t realize it wasn’t his until he got home, in fact he sold his bike last year. We did manage to do some good things…expect Jonathan to do some singing at the show next wednesday, should be fun.