I'm getting way too excited about the website that Anton and I are working on. Although only in an embryonic state, it has seen me feverishly writing on the bus, waking up at weird hours and saving thoughts into my mobile for later perusal, and generally being kinda distracted as I lose myself in the probable self-delusion of the untapped potential of this endeavour. Like, I'm supposed to be analysing the expressive effects of Patrick White, which is fun, but instead I'm here, and typing up the shit I've been writing. Handily, I can rationalise it as not technically procrastinating, as I'm getting something done that does need doing. Instead it's merely slightly inappropriate employment of my time.
Incidentally, can the Black Keys do no wrong? I want to be them.
Incidentally, can the Black Keys do no wrong? I want to be them.
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irish:
Happy Birthday Hon
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Happy B-Day Dude