Moist

May 22nd, 2006

I have a list of things to do that’s about this long today:

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And it’s all meant to start with going in to Manchester and getting some things. But it’s raining and nastybad outside and I don’t like it and I can’t go anywhere because the station is 15 minutes away and I’d get wet on the way there.

So instead I’m sitting here writing nonsense to post to the internet, like anyone actually cares. They don’t. You don’t, do you? Sitting there all warm in whatever place you’re in where you are? No, you don’t give a flying mack for my sad predicament.

Truly tis a sad day.

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