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2000-08-12, 17:56:52, nice day 7
what a tiring day =}} after work I spent a couple of hours helping out at my brother's new house (just gluing down the wallpaper). Then I spent some time at dinner with most of my family (Dad, Mum, Sis-in-law, Bro). It was a very nice dinner. I scoffed a whole lot of stuff. When I got home, I was nicely bursting, and had a mild stomachache. Man, those Romans; they sure know what they were up to with those orgies =) I can sympathise with them *lol*
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