The hunger
I am fucking starving. Roll on tonight’s curry.
Bis-sensation trembling. I need to dig out a copy of New Transistor Heroes, can’t find either of mine just now. Bah. Listening to Intendo for the first time in, like, five years just now. Crazy that I can remember all the lyrics to songs I’ve forgotten the names to.
Last night was fun enough. Good seeing people occasionally, good actually being invited out. Place was bursting with quim as well, which is always good. Here’s hoping Friday is as good.
Last night’s weird dream was about trying to find a cash machine in Doonfoot. I have no idea what that means.
Kimberley McKay asked my sister about me. She’s now like 17. This raises literally dozens of questions.
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