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Sunday, May 01, 2005

Snipergirl arrives to do the dirty deed.

I started my lab reports after dinner and completed about a third of it when Snipergirl arrived. She had rang me before dinner but my phone was on silent, so she had to ring back. She was back in the city for the weekend after her sojourn in a sleepy little country town. Having got drunk the night before with her housemates she was still suffering from a hangover and had not eaten. I provided some food which she had requested and in return she cleaned out the fridge on my floor. No one has been game to find out exactly what smelt so rotten in the fridge, so we just left it there ......... for 3 weeks. It now smelt so bad that people were almost physically sick when the fridge door was opened. So after removing what looked like someone’s dinner from several weeks ago plus unidentifiable foodstuffs and several pieces of mouldy fruit, our fridge smelt remarkably better.

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