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Busy, busy week. Tired. Achey. I know I have a million things on the agenda, and I'm working on bits and bobs of everything. I am, in fact, running around like a headless chicken. My flatmate has an alcohol picture, and it looks like the devil's wearing court shoes. How very odd...

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Know what? I forget how I manage the impression I give people, even subconsciously. Playing music I think I should be listening to, rather than what I wanna. Y'know what world? Fuck you. I'm playing the Smiths.

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More for Sophie.

Part three.

( In which bird experiments )

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I'm attempting to streamline my f-list before Uni third year starts and eats my brain. Please don't be offended if I've snipped you, I just don't have all that much time, and I really need to work hard at this bloody degree, plus another project I want to work on. I'll probably surf around on my f-of list anyway, when I have time, 'cos I tend to. Anyhoo. Yep.

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( Aziraphael talking to Crowley )