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2002-02-20 - 8.02pm I almost never actually write about something when I've said the previous day that it's what I'm going to write about. I think it's something to do with the fact that if I say I'm going to write about something it's because I think I ought to write about it but I don't particularly feel like it. - Maybe today I will make an exception to the rule, though, and say, hmm, I don't know. See, I don't know what to say. I don't want to talk about this thing that's going on in case I ruin it by talking about it. This is a strange space, you know, it's not exactly a diary as such, but it's not a soap-box either. And it's not what I expect it to be; it keeps changing. I want some consistency in my life, goddamit!! (j/k) Actually I probably have far too much consistency in my life. Today as I was micturating I was muttering to myself, "gotta stop playing computer games, gotta get some more games, gotta stop, gotta get more, gotta stop..." I mutter senseless and half-senseless things to myself all the time when I'm alone. I didn't spend all of today alone, though - I celebrated the whole palindromic date thing with my good friend TC and some of his housemates. We cooked cheese and spinach triangles and watched some winter olympics together. - I've edited the date and time, because I want to record this special moment, although it's actually about five hours after the moment. But, you know, I'm like that. - "Talk to yourself Yeah you're living alone" - Loudon Wainwright III
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