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One Question

Today a portion of New South Wales continues to burn. It continues to remain on fire in what appears to still be the early part of a prolonged bushfire season. Yesterday was pretty bad. A lot of the fire season … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 562: Looking for Some Poetry

It’s a morning on the day known as the day of Mon. Well, it’s known as Monday, but that is beside the point. Next to me sits my jacket in a form that does not necessarily imply that it is … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 550: Still Coughing, Still Spluttering

Coughing and spluttering for far too many days in a row now. Need to get it all out of my system. Need to purge, or something. I guess the coughing is the purging, but I want it purged completely. well, … Continue reading

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Fill the Space

So I’m sitting here and trying to think about how I can fill the space of which I have set out before me. I’m thinking about  what I’ve been doing with my life and the launch of the new thing … Continue reading

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Coldness. A Girl.

Here’s the result of the last post being translated too many times. For those interested, here’s the path that I took: English > Japanese > Igbo > Arabic > Latin > Filipino > Yiddish > Azerbaijani > Vietnamese > Russian … Continue reading

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Hungover at Work

I have no sympathy for hungover people. I think that if you’re going to drink to the point where you spend a good chunk of the following day wrecked, you don’t really deserve sympathy from anyone unless you legitimately didn’t … Continue reading

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Ikea Story

Near the start of January, a day after I was thoroughly sunburned (it was mostly the face), I went into Ikea. I was there to buy a new bandblad. Instead, I walked out with an omelett, a rölleka, a rosenkRAGE … Continue reading

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