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Ah, tomorrow, when I realise once more that I'm a lonely alcoholic, will no doubt suck. But sleep is gonna be ACE, and I've just necked a couple of Nurofen so I at least won't wake up in pain. I'll be thirsty, but my head shouldn't be hurting.
And all else aside, I have STUPID AMOUNTS OF OPERA to look forward to. Rheingold Tuesday, Walkure Thursday, Siegfried Sunday and Gotterdammerung the following Tuesday. I reckon that in twelve days time I'll be all Wagnered out, but it should be cool getting there. |
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