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18th June, 2000, 20:42, Sunday, hot, Still bright outside. 

Hot, sweaty, hungry, very hungry, dehydrated, and tired. Hair also looking great, like it came off Iron Maidens Eddie after he went for a perm. Lovely. Don’t twiddle you moustache little Einstein fucker. I don’t care if you have an idea. I’ll swap you for the dog in a minute. 

Why is this page so small? Bejeezus, the size of my screen. Amazing. 

I consume therefore I am. Too tired to write, must passively consume media.   
 
 
 

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