I’ve long been a Lovecraft fan, probably as long as I could read. I am sure…
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom For trying to change the system from within…
It was a cold morning, the train was late. Neither of these two things are uncommon….
Aren’t boundaries there for the pushing? I say again, What Do They Know is a great…
It seems there is a cure for arachibutyrophobia. At last. Keep the arm rested on that…
These are the rules Does my voice fill the office? I would say it is more…
Say my life’s a funny thing. Most times, people round this way can’t understand a word…
Standing in the rain, with his head hung low Couldn’t get a ticket, it was a…
Continuing my Scandinavian trip-hop/ jazz last.fm listening, I came across Entactogen. Chilled electronica, is probably what…
What would I say to future me, eh? I guess I will have to wait a…
Mostly my life is surreal. The situations I find myself in can only lead to me…
What worries you more? The lies you have told? Or the truths? The fact that you…
Someone mentioned to me that they didn’t really understand this here weblog. He wasn’t the first…
Note to Cambridge drivers: A red light means stop. As in you don’t go through it….
I was going to whinge about Statists and collectivists again, but decided not to. In this…
The changing of the clocks heralds the retreat of the grey miasma. We had a fine…
The italicised portions of this post will probably be brought to you with half an eye…
Six car pile up on the M11. Tubes knackered, stations closed, trains late. Welcome to that…
I woke up this morning to news of disasterous Governmental policy, and wondered if I was…
A disgrace. That is what it is. Since Christmas Eve, when it was first turned on,…
So there we have it. Over two years working in Cambridge, and it is decided I…
When did I get this disorganised? And disenchanted? In all my years, both of courting, engagement…
1. On being laughed at by strangers on a train Look, my mother and I get…
I wasn’t going to put pictures of my children on this weblog, considering all my flickr-ed…
Therefore it could be said that it has been decided. But it can’t be acted upon….
The more corrupt the state, the more it legislates. – Tacitus Just for throwaway, for…
I have always been here before. In 1992, I believe. I would rant on music, but,…
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I know people who didn't work at BlackStar, and they have weblogs too. These are they.
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