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A slight return. I’m feeling very apathetic towards this blog at the moment. It’s as if my creative marrowblood has been sapped by some lurching backstreet anemone and now I’m left squatting pale-cheeked and febrile willing the computer to write me a life story. Know what I mean? Plenty’s been going on: I’ve just lost interest in communicating anything via this web journal. There’s a couple of new(ish) projects in the proverbial works that have been occupying most of my time lately. Announcements etc. to follow, in the proverbial fullness of time.
Before I go, some links have been added right-sidedly. The bilous Twenty Major is probably familiar to many of you but for additional laughs direct your webglug toward the Dashboard Heroine and Jamie4U, as well as Graham Linehan’s Why That’s Delightful! Also, the Gravenhurst journal: if you haven’t heard Flashlight Seasons yet, or watched Dead Man’s Shoes in which one of the tracks is featured, then you really haven’t learned anything at all, have you?
Anon. - Easy like a Sunday morning WHORE.
Before I go, some links have been added right-sidedly. The bilous Twenty Major is probably familiar to many of you but for additional laughs direct your webglug toward the Dashboard Heroine and Jamie4U, as well as Graham Linehan’s Why That’s Delightful! Also, the Gravenhurst journal: if you haven’t heard Flashlight Seasons yet, or watched Dead Man’s Shoes in which one of the tracks is featured, then you really haven’t learned anything at all, have you?
Anon. - Easy like a Sunday morning WHORE.
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