Oddly since posting has become a haphazard production of Things I Found and whatnot, visitors have actually increased. Eight visitors, says I! Whyever could that be? The lush reds of photographs? The strange tins from Sainsbury’s?
No. Oh, no.
What is this, I don’t even know.
LION TAMER IN SUBFUSC EATS CAKE OFF SHOES: MARIE ANTOINETTE’S SECRET LIFE, REVEALED. PAPARAZZI HEADS ROLL AT ELEVEN.
Now I’m going to sleep off the massive blood loss and Red Cross cookies with the world’s worst bedtime story engraved on my eyeballs. Dear Internet: I hate you.
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August 6, 2010
Oddly since posting has become a haphazard production of Things I Found and whatnot, visitors have actually increased. Eight visitors, says I! Whyever could that be? The lush reds of photographs? The strange tins from Sainsbury’s?
No. Oh, no.
What is this, I don’t even know.
LION TAMER IN SUBFUSC EATS CAKE OFF SHOES: MARIE ANTOINETTE’S SECRET LIFE, REVEALED. PAPARAZZI HEADS ROLL AT ELEVEN.
Now I’m going to sleep off the massive blood loss and Red Cross cookies with the world’s worst bedtime story engraved on my eyeballs. Dear Internet: I hate you.
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