Sunday, 8th March, 1998 Apocalypse Now. Monday, 9th March, 1998 Another class. I work in the hell-hole that is the RSL. Tuesday, 10th March, 1998 I get to go to Fifth Ave, and come back with a bad case of tinnitus. Wednesday, 11th March, 1998 Dave reveals that he has accidentally pulled Claire W again. Jon appears in a tutorial. Thursday, 12th March, 1998 Vicki and I have our last sign-off in the ICL. Chris and Dave go into a 'women-withdrawal' phase. Friday, 13th March, 1998 I have a good night down the bar, but a sore throat. Saturday, 14th March, 1998 Flu returns.
			The characters and situations in this diary are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happenings. Any resemblance to such things is coincidental, or just for humourous effect. All names have been chosen to implicate the innocent.