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Drank coffee. Ate cake. Went to Waterstones. Wandered round London. Looked around Waterstones. Was dragged into Topshop (I don't object to this as much as most guys. Am I less straight that I thought I was?). Found bar. Drank wine. Found restaurant. Ate Pizza. Drank more wine. Drank coffee. Haggled for more chocolate. Still owe Raygungothic for pizza. Forgot to drink lots of water. Surprisingly little in the way of hangover.
I am unable to comprehend this female obsession with beads.
Spoke of many things, largely involving Science Fiction.
Infodumps were mentioned (in the context of The Stars My Destination by Alfred Bester). Made methink of these.
The art of the info dump . rft died a death so this is only available in the intternet archive:(
If all stories were written like sci-fi novels