Well, this is weird. I don't write journals, ever. It's not something I do... it's funky in the non-Boogie Nights sort of way. This is a bit crap. Very crap. What does one even talk about in these things?
I finished a 2000 word essay on Pink Floyd: The Wall and Girl, Interrupted both film and book. Very interesting and tiring. And I can now never
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