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nebulae
On 2004-01-19 at 12:45 a.m.... Evening, rabble. I hope your weekend's been lovely - mine's been replete with repast and revelations, my favourite of which has been that my great-uncle was personal assistant to a sheik in Brunei. This was in the 1940s, and hence prior to OPEC and such, but if there's one thing the world could do with more often, it's a suggestion of the souk. If they have those in Brunei.
Good things I possess: post-grad application forms; Lamb tickets; a job; some potential. Troubling things: a car-crash bank balance; a screwy lymphatic system; malaise. On balance, however, I feel that I am winning, in spite of the undeniable fact that I have not yet become Beyonce overnight. However, the sparkly lantern of hope gutters bravely, undim'd. I apologise. It's really very late.
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