30th December. Unnatural Gas.

Felt a bit dead this morning. Took the remains of the PC around to Alistair, who took the hard drive thingy out of it. After plugging it into his computer he said it was similarly deceased, that's what I can tell the Inland Revenue if there's any dissecting of last years accounts. Before I left, I managed to stink out the front room, the back room and the kitchen in his house, a consequence of last nights over indulgence, "heavy aromatic compounds" he said.

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