The Book of Crispy

Tommy the Cat 11:07AM

I do love being the cheeky monkey. So much FUN

Today I flagged work for some inflatable sevens rugby. 7-a-side in a bouncy castle with our ankles tied together. We were the champions, defeating all of the serious teams, antipodeans our name. Our secret? Beer and chips!! Ha ha! Didn't think that would work did you?

Some lovely ladies from UBS but an unfortunate turn of events meant the hot one who was acting keen had to part ways. Next time? No, probably won't be. Not to worry, I've got plenty of rain to catch in my sieve right now. But damn was she hot!!??!

I didn't really flag work altogether. At 5pm I had to make a drunken phone call to NY to a technology committee of Sidley. Don't think I screwed the pooch.

A bloody good sleep is in order Signing out.

Tommy the cat part II 10:29PM

Now I wake up with a sore head, my champagne-soaked t-shirt stinking the room out. This is called the morning after. I've got some greasy sausages in the oven and a hot cup of tea. Better scrub up soon and go to work. Got a meeting at 1:00. Then there is more beer drinking tonight to attend to.

Onwards devilish soldiers!