the terquis of vino's jersey

drunk in charge of a computer, the world at my heels and the book in my hands shakes gently to the soul of the wind/
Fear and Lothing in Las Vegas, ace book. Best enjoyed while rapidly consuming fuming vats of treacle. or if last resort brings forth treacle not, a case of the best lager in the world: 3 kronies and a grolsch.
:Last nite I finished The Alchemist. Today I am onto the another challange. But now I have a working bike, mtn bike, I fixed her today. She's fucking georgious. Petit and fitter than the sphinx. Eleanor Rigby's fitter cousin. She's a freaking dream.
ATDI on the fones.