Remember those golfers that I mentioned in the previous entry? Well, I'm about to mention them again, starting with the way that I just have. Apparently, dinner was even more awkward than lunch.

To start off with, one of them rather upset my employer by coming in and informing her "Don't worry about dinner for the one who was hit by a golf ball - he's dead." It later emerged that this had been an attempt at being funny. After behaving much like the people on my corridor would during the meal, a different one asked the school-age waitress if she would give him a massage. When she looked shocked, he laughed and continued, "Don't worry. I just wanted to see if you were in to kinky sex." So now he's being reported for sexual harrassment. Who's got the last laugh now? Well, not me because I wasn't at work at that time, but I thought it sounded triumphant nonetheless.

That's all that happened today - I will fill up the rest of the entry space with this overcrowded and indecipherable graph. It's a record of the number of downloads of my songs (on Modplug alone). I update it once a fortnight, give or take a day.