• three days in november part 2: how does it feeeeeeeeel?

    It’s odd, but last night there was almost an intimacy about a venue that I’ve often said has all the atmosphere of an aircraft hanger.…

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    i’d rather be a bitch than be an ordinary broken heart;

    Refresh my memory – if you’re paranoid, does that mean they are out to get you or otherwise? I had the sort of shitty morning…

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    three days in november part 1: tell me why you lied//and what it is you do to keep your eyes so shiny;

    Blogs. What all the cool kids get when they’ve run out of people to phone up and go See that Goldfrapp song? Fuckin’ Sweet Dreams…

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    take me by the hand and tell me you would take me anywhere;

    I didn’t have much of a weekend, yet today I seem to be struck down by the migraine to end all migraines. It hardly seems…

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    i know you might roll your eyes at this//but i’m so glad that you exist;

    Elizabethtown: shmaltzy, sentimental, horrendously contrived, at least half an hour overlong, starring two of the most irritating actors of our generation… and thoroughly lovely. I…

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    if you don’t he’s not a real punk boy;

    My sister fair comes out with some lines of utter genius. It’s essay time again, and this month we’re looking at humanism in relation to…

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    all you ever want to do is drink and watch tv;

    I don’t know if it’s better going back to work after a really good weekend, or worse (because you really know what you’re missing). Friday…

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