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30/1/2006 (I'm very bad at subject lines).
Good evening. I'm just posting really because I noticed I posted every day this month and it'd be a shame to miss one. I know. It's not a good reason. I have nothing much to say.
Things I can say.
...
It is cold. My hands are breaking slightly. I dislike hand-cream.
I am going to have a bath in the very near future. I like bath.
There is precisely bog all on telly tonight.
I have managed not to eat very much at all today. I was beginning to eat due to boredom, and also due to biscuits.
Instead I shall attempt to write due to boredom, and to ignore the biscuits.
I have been writing for a week now. First I wrote in my head and then on paper. Now I am writing on the screen.
It's a story about a bloke. More than this I cannot say.
Most of my stories are about a bloke. I probably ought to do something about that.
I quite like writing about blokes.
The computer is singing.
The computer is flat.
I believe I mentioned a bath.
Bathwards.
Things I can say.
...
It is cold. My hands are breaking slightly. I dislike hand-cream.
I am going to have a bath in the very near future. I like bath.
There is precisely bog all on telly tonight.
I have managed not to eat very much at all today. I was beginning to eat due to boredom, and also due to biscuits.
Instead I shall attempt to write due to boredom, and to ignore the biscuits.
I have been writing for a week now. First I wrote in my head and then on paper. Now I am writing on the screen.
It's a story about a bloke. More than this I cannot say.
Most of my stories are about a bloke. I probably ought to do something about that.
I quite like writing about blokes.
The computer is singing.
The computer is flat.
I believe I mentioned a bath.
Bathwards.
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