14 July 2001
To all the forces that conspired to keep me from getting here to Pixie's. Ha. Ha. Ha again, I say.
To the rainclouds that decided to avoid the actual "rain" part of the process and dump all the water they contained instantaneously on Oxford St just as I left the office. Ha, I say to you. There was a hairdrier and tumble drier at home.
To whatever idiot decided to close Euston station to all traffic. Ha, I say to you, I went via Warren Street instead.
To the GWR train that broke down in front of the Heathrow Express and delayed me by an hour and a half leaving me twenty minutes to get from platform to plane. Ha, I say to you. I still made it to the airport with breath in my lungs.
Ha, I say because I'm here and I'll be going to bed now. Pixie says "Ha" too.
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