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Just Another Blog: April 2010
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Wednesday, 7 April 2010. Re-Boot: A Farewell to All That. I feel that a person judged by performance becomes, through the same mode of thinking, something that can be 'upgraded' or replaced. A person, as commodity, is no longer a person but a material object. Dreams get forgotten after a while, when you wake up in the morning, every morning, they fade away. What they, the person, wants in time becomes their function. Its called 'settling'. Maybe There's a ...
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Just Another Blog: May 2009
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Sunday, 24 May 2009. Run of the mill post. Ouch Spent friday/saturday in the company of friends of friends with the sales pitch being fun in the sun-soaked grass. This started with spending most of the sunny period sitting in someone's flat as they dictated a piss-poor conversation about how awesome they were because they drank and smoked all the time and had a printing machine. We walked home when the sun failed, and the alpha males were roundly heckled b...
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Just Another Blog: January 2010
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Friday, 22 January 2010. Enter the Collector (of glass (plastic). My arms are sore. My hands reek of cheap spirits. My hair is a tangled mess. My legs are bruised. My lower back has imploded. My clothes have been saturated with stale beer. I have a newfound hatred for humanity. Yes, my friends. I have re-entered the wonderful wonderful (ain't it wonderful? World of employment. And because misery loves to spread itself around, may the blog recommence! The t...
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Just Another Blog: August 2009
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Monday, 31 August 2009. Hmm I need a holiday. Tuesday, 11 August 2009. Progress. The bar is 1% full. I took the first tentative step toward actually writing a book yesterday. How long before the avenue of thought I'm currently pursuing grinds to an untimely end? I give it a month. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Make your own face up. View my complete profile. Paradise Lost' by John Milton. Wuthering Heights' by Emily Bronte. Slaughterhouse 5' by Kurt Vonnegut.
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Just Another Blog: April 2009
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Thursday, 30 April 2009. Ach-ooo said the Pig. Fuck run said the farmer. Ha No sooner is Stockboy off for pastures green does a new persona stride over the hills to fill the void. I refer, of course, to the birth of The Son of Secretarialism. I suspect this name will be confused for something else. I may have promised to do things like make an effort and give people tasks to broaden their spectrum and polish their skills. Party-wise.I can't really spea...
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Just Another Blog: October 2009
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Monday, 26 October 2009. Just Another Blog (R.I.P). Question: How do you end a blog? Tuesday, 6 October 2009. Flogging my mind to death with wet straw. I played Bob at chess again. Fuck Fuck. Fuck. And at Smash Bros. Damn And. Blast. I should probably co-write one of those with someone. The potential for madness is immense. My head hurts something fierce. Probably the month-old cider me and Bob drank. Gargh. Hurts like Hell. Friday, 2 October 2009. First m...
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Just Another Blog: February 2009
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Saturday, 28 February 2009. Loser Gene; Deactivated. Tales from work begins today with the cute American girls who approached the till-point I was at a few weeks back. They were clearly from out of town, as anyone wearing shades in the depths of winter clearly must be. Thank you, T.J Hughes! One trilled as I bagged their purchases (an electric pepper mill). Actually, it's Stewart. This is just a-. Whatever you say, T.J! Well, it's nice to meet. Anyway, awa...
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Just Another Blog: July 2010
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Tuesday, 6 July 2010. Re-re-boot. (RE: This is a Re-Boot). It's been party-time all month. If I perhaps concentrate I may be able to relate some of the details. Probably not, but the sooner the backlog of 'Stuff that happened' is swept under the carpet, the sooner I can maybe start writing in this again. Why? Because a Blog is a drain to sink free time into. And I have plenty of that for the moment. All of the people I know are still alive. After that we p...
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Just Another Blog: March 2009
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Saturday, 21 March 2009. Stock-boy (lv.99) was released into the wild! Go and be Free! I quit my job and now have no money. I have also set the persona fragment one might call stock-boy out to pasture, until such time as he is needed again. You should have seen his little face as he ran out into the great wildernesses of my mental landscape, his unbuttoned and untucked shirt flying free in the liberating wind as he ran,. Three Fucking. Eighty. Thursday cam...
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Just Another Blog: Why WAS Kirk climbing a mountain?
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It is as it is. Just not as good or interesting. Friday, 2 October 2009. Why WAS Kirk climbing a mountain? Seems to be the rage, so in lieu of anything nice to say I will put up a youtube video address. My sister and I find this amusing. Challege the rock, people! Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Make your own face up. View my complete profile. Paradise Lost' by John Milton. Wuthering Heights' by Emily Bronte. For Whom The Bell Tolls' by Ernest Hemmingway.