01 March 2002

My fingers were so unbelievably tired after climbing that I put off writing this until the next day. I made it to the top of the last wall, but could only hold myself vertical for around 5 seconds before I fell off, totally exhausted. I think that’s a sign that my technique needs some work.

Aside from some laundry and getting my hairs cut, I couldn’t really get motivated to do any of my annoying errands. Or much work, for that matter.

I just heard a sound bite on BBC world service from an Iraqui ambassador that called for foreign countries to show proof of the development of “weapons of mass production.”

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