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Oh lords of procrastination, let me continue to bathe in your tears of distraction.
May you always continue to obfuscate my path with shiny objects, mesmerising baubles and pointless online quizzes.
Should I no longer needlessly delay, help me postpone that what must be done until tomorrow.

brb

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I'm watching a film crew record some footage for a cop show from the second floor of the Grand Mercure Serviced Apartments in the Melbourne Docklands. I have patchy, intermittent internet and worse television ( Read more... )

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