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Monday, June 23, 2003
  UNCERTAINTY CONFUSION FEAR AND ROTTING BRAINS

understood if not recognised
arcadian magick weekend, solstice shit, longest day of the year and things turn weird. 2 (two!) cars driving on water, swimming cars, appearing shops out of nowhere, moving buildings (i was moved), thick black sleep, sunburn, gin, sticky trains.
some cds bought: all saints - all hits; mis-teeq - lickin' on both sides; radiohead - amnesiac; digital underground - sex packets; (cd received: def squad - el nino)

what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do?

my mind is sliding slowly down a pipe and nothing is stopping it. it won't stick to anything!

bollox, scratch that, what i meant to say was, IN THE MIDDLE IN THE VOID IN BE TWEEN

we should put more links up here. who knows how to do that? how can we include links in the sidebar? we need to do it! because that's what it's all about isn't it, being stuck inbetween reference points, i mean, yr identity is just a composite of everything that's been poured in. when i think of myself i think of the music i listen to and clothes and books really. getting more interested in clothes as i get older = getting more astute at creating a public identity, 'a face to meet the faces that you meet' or whatever that old tosser said way back when. so, er, anyway, (ANYWAY = best word evah!) the point is i do not exist except in this way. and that's what links are, innit, obviously, if you have a list of links you have an identity. so we should list some links and then we will better understand what we are. this is true isn't it! yes it is! yes it very is!

um sum bollox oh well it's monday am and i am avoiding work you get me. ps - 'in da club' has been in my head ALL WEEKEND LONG i can't get rid of it not even when listening to the mis-teeq album, i mean for fuck's sake how long has it been around, how many times have i heard it, WHY AM I NOT BORED OF IT YET (altho it was played in the bar on fri night so mabye that's why, it lodged in my ears right at the most exhausted point of the week and has been ringing like an echo ever since, still,
"been hit with a few shells but i don't walk with a limp (i'm a'ight)" etc.
 
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