Empty bars in the afternoonBy means of extemporaneous discourse a study of the curiosities and peculiarities of the human condition in its many wicked and wise ways |
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Look who’s grown up…
Hello there. Since I stopped being a miserable cunt I don’t seem to feel the urge to write on here quite as often; I suspect I’ll soon begin to remember this site as a cathertic tool during some funny years while I was growing up. But that’s for the future; for the moment, I’ve just taken advantage of my first free time since 1945 to pop on here and tell you about a few things that have been going on recently. Firstly, I still have not replaced the keyboard and mouse I lost when I moved here this summer so am currently using what are essentially an electronic typewriter and one of those really badly designed Amiga mice. Secondly, I applied for an ace job at Salford uni last week, doing web marketing editing, but some other wankpiece had “an inspirational idea in his presentation” and pipped me to it. I was clinically …read more. |
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