You swine killed my bandwith AGAIN! How dare you download stuff of my gaysite and look at pictures.
So! Back to London tommorrow. It is New Year's Eve, they say, and we are having a do at The Slaughtered Lamb, in Farringdon. We are instigating a thing whereby, if you want a certain song paying, you can give us two quid, which we shall give to those Red Cross disaster relief people. Which means, if you want to hear Sweet Child Of Mine, you can, and Wade can't moan. HAHAHA.
112,000, they say now. I haven't seen any television news since before Christmas.