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For your attention and perusal:

Excerpts from my scattered notes, please comment after for my own benefit.

In the vain of Hunter S Thompson:

God, this swaying carriage is awash with bilious bastards, each riddled through with long streaks of piss-stench pride, just waiting to vomit their bland tediums all over me.

Jesus, I knew I should have brought the bat.

It may have been...
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Christ, this has been neglected a long time indeed.

Life is good. Trying to break into the advertising industry at the moment, and I guess this is the year when I'll finally learn to drive.

New Year's Resolutions aren't my thing, but there are definitely things that need to get done.

"It's not who you think you are that holds you back, it's who you...
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When I get angry, I get quiet. I get tense, and my face generally becomes set in a blank wall. This is usually because the cause of my anger is something minor, and other factors have set it to rubbing me the wrong way. A glance or lack of a word can irritate me, and I need a while to simmer down, so I turn...
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Going to keep this short really. Things have been ticking over nicely, with the course being overall pretty good. Went to an exhibition at the British Library, saw Woody Allen filming in London, that sort of thing. Also had a brief lesson on the subject of reviews with a freelance writer for the guardian and other publications which was very illuminating. Unlike my main teacher...
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I think life is catching up with me. I feel so tired. Sitting in a dark room staring at flickering images for three hours is surprisingly draining.

"my birthday, my birthday,
is my worst day"


I'm in an unusual position right now. Well, not so much unusual as one that I have not been in for quite a while. There is no girl at the...
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After a fun friday, a dubious saturday, and a sleepy sunday, my post-Uni weeks-o-peace finally came to an end. Today, I started my magazine journalism course at noSWeat in London, which will last four days a week for three months.

Got up at 7am and had breakfast before dad dropped me off at the train station, where I got the train to Paddington with my...
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"Sometimes you see right through me!" howled the figure on stage, eyes closed and knuckles white around the microphone stand, strangling the black plastic. Rolling drums and crashing cymbals urged them on, guitar chords tugging them forward and up, heads and hands and hearts raised in a quivering, shifting urgency as the front rows pleaded for... release? Love? Acceptance? Comfort? Something individual, personal, powerful.

Summer...
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twinkie:
I can't believe I just read the word "succour" in your journal That is hot.
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Good afternoon INTARWUBS!

So a couple of weeks back I turned to Kaz and was like "So, you wanna go see Jonah Matranga melt some faces?" and she was all like "Awesomesauce!" and so we hitched up the wagon and moseyed on down to the Kingston Peel for some red-hot Rock Action.

The venue's tiny, basically a small bar with a slightly larger stage room,...
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I'm gonna run briefly through the stuff in-between now and my last update, although I'll go back and elaborate on THE BEST GIG EVER some time over the weekend.

Being home hasn't seen me up to much really. Seen a few old friends, saw Kaz a couple of times before she went to the States for a month (Gonna be some serious making-up of time...
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I've really got to get into the habit of updating this more quickly after events, as time steals away my recollections more and more, and so I end up with an all too brief summary, which isn't good!

So, I did indeed visit Lizie in Aberystwyth at the tail end of May, stepping onto the train mere hours after my final exam. The journey was...
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While life continues apace, I thought I'd jot down a few musings on a book I recently digested and thoroughly enjoyed, Jack Kerouac's On the Road. The book's place as a cultural document reflecting the mood of it's era is assured, and I do not doubt thousands upon thousands of words have been written critiquing it to the smallest detail. Here's my $0.02.

It took...
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