Day: March 1, 2006
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Each 200 words…
…is like drawing blood from a fraking stone. Granted I’ve cooked and eaten dinner, watched a zim, while eating dessert and generally taken a bit…
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Past half way
2000 words I thought. Easy I thought. Fuck no. Because (a) this is not a normal essay, and (b) 2000 words is simultaneously too short…
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Memory like a.. what are they called? The things with the holes…
For the third time today I’ve forgotten my laundry. Well, I’ve not forgotten it at the moment, but I suspect now I need to fetch…
I’m not normally a pink person…
But… I’ve just got my new frame for the zed. It’s going to have to be stripped back to bare metal and painted… and first…