Friday, April 22, 2005

Got in the house half-drunk this fine night and rocked through to the kitchen seeking a glass of water. Into the cup it sloshed, as I raised it to my lips I noticed three brave ants still a-crawlin´ round the rim. How they got there I don´t know the glass I took straight from the washrack, and now the weather is colder anyway, they are supposed to disappear gracefully for a few months. I drank it anyway.

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