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Exhaustion, pure and simple…

I’m bloody exhausted.

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Navel-gazing bollocks. Discuss…

Weblogs are navel-gazing bollocks produced by self-important/obsessed neurotics with too much time on their hands. Discuss

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A near miss at the Time Out New York party…

There could have been another weblogger at the Time Out party in New York on the weekend…

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Headfuck song of the day…

Be Aggressive by Faith No More.

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Apparently, I’m a 4.3…

I am, it seems, a 4.3.

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While I was sleeping…

Apparently, while I was asleep last night, someone crept into my bedroom, tattooed KICK ME or LOSER on my head, gave me a quick post-hypnotic suggestion so I wouldn’t be able to see it, and sent me out in the world for people to systematically shit on. This is the only theory I can come up with today. Literally the only answer.

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On publicly quantified hotness…

I’ve just submitted my photo to amihotornot.com – which has to be the most evil thing I’ve ever seen in my life. What a wonderful idea though… I’d put up the direct URL of my image, but I fear that might skew the results. I’ll keep you informed though…

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“Take their refusal as a gift”

Interesting quote (I forget where from), only loosly amended:

“Love is a strange thing; it depends what one gives — and sometimes to give means give someone away. Jane Siberry said that, and I endorse it. If they are the fickle whore they seem, they are at least a whore with a conscience. Everything they touch, they destroy, and they like you too much to destroy you. Take their refusal as a gift. Take every experience as a gift. Some come in strange wrapping paper, but they are gifts just the same.”

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Section erased, elegant site restored…

// SECTION ERASED BECAUSE I COMPLETELY MISSED THE POINT //
Apologies to TECHNORGANIC ™, which is a very elegant and well designed site…

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On confusing diary entries with new ramblings…

Just a bit of clarification for those of you who have been confused. The thing I wrote yesterday about New York really is from my teenage diary of 1991, which I am planning to start running in concert with my new ramblings. I’ll let you know all about what I did in NY properly as soon as I get a good half an hour to myself in which I’m not working or retching.