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Saturday night was alright. Cooked Thai for Spanish and Slovak people, drank red wine with coke (the house drink) and went out to a rubbish club called Audio, then left to avoid falling asleep on the floor. My old housemate … Continue reading

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Stayed in to watch the new Chris Morris thing last night. Was ok, though not what anyone would have expected. Think Mr Morris is trying to break out of comedy, which is fair enough really. Today is Natalia’s birthday so … Continue reading

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Haven’t been keeping this updated of late as have fairly little to say right now. The job is dull, but no longer driving me crazy. The task of talking to the public has moved down a notch in my head … Continue reading

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Last week nearly killed me. Way too much work, nowhere near enough sleep. On Saturday I sat with some people I haven’t seen for a while. Mere kids of 19 years old, working a bit in their gap years. Very … Continue reading

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Last night everyone in my house was having a party apart from me. I missed the first part and then came down and wasn’t offered any alc. And you know what it’s like when you’ve been writing and listening to … Continue reading

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Some mornings are fine. Six hours sleep, wheatgrass, coffee & crunch cereal, brisk walk down the hill, my wrecked shoes filling with rainwater. Then into reception, past the chatty young trainees to swipe my card past all the security doors, … Continue reading

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I may be finally in posession of a working laptop today. Let’s cross our fingers, eh? If I can type at least I have an excuse for not going out and doing stuff. And play Medieval Total War, natch.

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And so up at 6.20am to get to call-centre work. Maybe get home at 6pm. On a Saturday.

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The last night in Prague was better than any. After the fascinating activity of sitting in a tattoo & piercing shop waiting for Miriam, Amanda & Heidi to have holes put through their bodies and extravagant dye put in their … Continue reading

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I went back to the callcentre for one last day of work on Tuesday, my first on the new 9am-7pm shift which is bound to send me scurrying back into the skilled professions by March. Am considering becoming a plumber. … Continue reading

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