saw a peregrine falcon hand over a dead pigeon to his mate in mid-air over london city today

corporate IT losers, so busy until 1 minute past 5 o'clock, then gone

dressing up in Victorian garb for white mischief

that plurk doesn't get caught by corporate web-filters, yet

the fact that three young french girls are giggling in the window opposite, flashing, and taking occassional photos of me typing this

hello plurk world