6 October 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Nellie and I met up at The Gate.  I was a little ill because of all the exhaust on the BQE and all the cigarettes I had been smoking earlier.

We did shots and she slapped me and I slapped her. Then Nellie told me my boots reminded her of Martin's, so I took them off and threw them into the street.

Other stuff ensued.