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[04 Oct 2004|09:03am] |
Sat in the Bell with Bolb and Stuart last night. For some reason I have a leaf in my possesion, that Bolb kicked. We intented to scan it, I think.
It's Monday, college day. Prior to that, there's the funeral buffet. Literally, forty of them.
I'm a bit upset now. May not update, need smoke and long walks.
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[04 Oct 2004|09:16am] |
Feeling better now...talked it through...emotions are a killer to your's truly...they really fuck around with logic something terrible.
Thanks, Shiva.
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[04 Oct 2004|11:07am] |
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Lovely chat with Kaitlynn. Kind of an interesting, yet....subdued convo, but not in a bad way. Not at all. Okay, now....that's all for this morning, and possibly today. I have work to contend with, and once i've dealt with that, it's college preperation. I doubt I shall be on this afternoon, I may be.
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[04 Oct 2004|03:27pm] |
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After this morning's very in depth and deeply intriguing IM convo, I went to work in an odd mood, kind of with a feeling of ambivolence. For the uninitiated, that is feeling two emotions at the same time. I guess that's a good thing, I can still feel, i'm not quite dead wood lost to this community yet.
Work was pain as you'd expect. I was apparently expected to clear the washing up from yesterday afternoon, that I could not possibly have done, given the fact I didn't know about the sodding stuff until closing time. For fuck's sake. To top it all off, Dan and Dave were at their lad nature worst, and making my skin crawl with artless regularity.
Still, as the funeral buffet began, I drifted out, glad to be free and thinking about college. Which i will go to in about an hour.
So, an odd day. But a pretty decent one, I guess.
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[04 Oct 2004|03:52pm] |
It's now a year since I took full use of my Blurty. What a ride...so little has happened, yet so much. I am a changed man. I don't know whether that change is for the better, some elements of my life seem worse, others seem improved, but hey...I can take comfort from the fact that i'm a more controlled writer now.
I think.
None of that sprawling oblique prose...well, not much. Is any facet of my personal life any better? Fuck, I don't know. That, if anything seems stationary.
We're supposed to present our analysis of the third chapter of Wuthering Heights tonight. I have some bits written, a kind of collaborative effort with Paul. Meaning we scrawled down some writing and will put them together. It's good stuff I think.
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[04 Oct 2004|04:10pm] |
DOOM 3 demo? Why was I not informed? Well, let's get the fuck in there. It's been a long time since I traipsed virtual corridors, blowing things up and swearing.
Actually it hasn't. But it has been as far as DOOM is concerned.
Hurry up, massive download. I have to go to college. Hmmph, i'll just have to finish it tomorrow.
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[04 Oct 2004|04:33pm] |
Okay, time for me to ride a train packed with adenoidal voiced chav pupae. There's a lot of them on the evening train, coating it with an artless sprinkle of wasted youth.
Be back tomorrow. BYE YER PIES.
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[04 Oct 2004|11:58pm] |
Could say had enough...could say I hated the world....could say many things...but none would be true. I wrote a whole entry in the Bell....hopefully i'll be arsed to type it up tomorrow. But with things left out.....of course...it's pretty detailed.
In other words....it's been a decent day. Not the best...but i'm fairly happy. For once.
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