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somecallmechewy Apr 24, 2008 06:23

Our rabbit died last night in Vics' arms. It was horrible. We seemed so close to saving it from whatever it is he had. Brain's dead. Need some breakfast. Hope you're all well.

I wanted to post on here as soon as I got back yesterday but for some reason life got in the way and I did not... I just wanted to say that I had the most wonderful walk back home from work. It had been a particularly lazy day and there wasn't much waste in, so I'd kept myself busy reading Einstein's theory of relativity and euclidean geometry and ( Read more... )

death, argument, children, walking, life, habitrail, bunnies

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somecallmechewy Apr 18, 2008 06:56

Am writing this now because I’m currently wrestling with the router and can’t get the net on, so there could be a time delay between writing and actually posting… oh well. You know what it’s like when you get the urge to write something. Not that I can think straight with the massively distracting music I’ve got playing right now but I can’t seem ( Read more... )

the mind, alcoholism, psytrance, argument, zen buddhism, war

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somecallmechewy Apr 08, 2008 18:03

I'm sat on the floor in the living room of our new house feeling rather strange. There are boxes and bags and a rabbit and all sorts of things piled up in mad heeps around me and I'm suffering a reality check after returning from reading Laura's wonderfully detailed stroud/paradise post. She's made all the colours suddenly seem drab and uninviting ( Read more... )

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somecallmechewy Mar 30, 2008 10:13

Over at Cabbage last night we had one of the founding fathers of psytrance play for us. It was quite amusing because he's 67 next month and, apparently, very christian, but he was jumping up and down like a twenty year old. We said thanks to him afterwards and he said great things like "thankyou, I saw you bopping over there. It's good when we get ( Read more... )

Everything seems to want to be a phoenix

somecallmechewy Mar 28, 2008 20:14

It feels like an awfully long time ago now, even though it isn't, and I was on a bus somewhere in Bradford with an incredibly good friend who we both agree should really not be a very good friend at all, but for some peculiar reason is. We hadn't known each other very long back then and I was in a state of flux. If I try to remember the lighting it ( Read more... )