Leflange and Artegall on tour: bugger all ensues

I managed to get a cold the day before leaving, so I'm fairly snotty. This could have scuppered plans had they not been:

1. Edit and add-to our comedy script by day
2. Watch lots of the Chapelle show on Artegall's hard drive (any English readers who don't know what this is: it's one of the funniest things in the world and it's beyond belief that it isn't shown in our country)
3. Get caned like we used to
4. Eat a hell of a lot of pizza

I'm not saying it's cool.

I've little time. I'm on a public computer, so let me tell you. It's been GGRRRAATE. Two guys, fine-tuning a GRRAAATE comedy script, getting wasted and making occasional forays to the town centre.

I have so little to report that it's beyond belief, but I have been sleeping quite well, you'll be relieved to hear.

Honestly, I've nothing to say. I find that the pressure of having work to do really focuses my mind on writing this blog. Having nothing to do doesn't.

Nonetheless, I hope this post is long enough to have wasted some of your time.

I need a shit.