December 2011
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2011
Talking to a homeless person is one of the trickiest things to do. Think about every phatic conversation you have with friends or acquaintances. You ask them things like “How was your day?”, “What are your plans for New Year’s Eve?” or “Did you see that programme on telly last night?”. Auto-pilot, fail safe conversations fall out of our mouths without us...
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josephbirdsey asked: Thankyou!
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Looking Single.
I wonder, is it possible that once out of a relationship that one begins to look single? After riding solo for a few months, I can safely confirm that I have never been hit on more. Now before you all concede that this post’s purpose is to brag, let me tell you that it is not. 98% of all the advances I have been privy to recently have been most unwelcome. Let me see, what have been the low...
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Twittah.
I’ve had a couple of messages asking about whether I have Twitter and Facebook; yes and yes. Facebook, however I don’t use that much and will subsequently be deleting. As for Twitter, it is my sanctuary; my safe space. So unless you’re cool, I probably won’t accept your follow request. But if you fancy your chances, it’s HERE.
Dec 24th
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My blogs namesake.
When I grow up, I want to be Meryl Streep. What a woman.
Dec 23rd
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The brain is a crazy organ.
Last night, at around 2:30am, unable to sleep I lay in bed and congratulated myself for not having had a panic attack in months. Thirty minutes later, I had a panic attack.
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The Entire History Of You
Black Mirror’s final instalment, written by Jesse Armstrong was so apt. The final ten minutes struck all kind’s of chords with me. Every bad thing we go through in life is ten times harder with Facebook; social insecurities, break-ups, drunken shenanigans. Yet it would take more than a razorblade for us all to stop using it. Oh Charlie Brooker et al, I can’t commend the series...
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WatchWatch
I wrote a really long winded post about the second episode of ‘Black Mirror’. Then I thought ‘why bother?’ when everything is summed up so perfectly in Daniel Kaluuya’s monologue.  This was Charlie Brooker’s soliloquy. A painful critique of the industry that made him.  An apology for being just another pawn in the game; and it really touched me.  The...
Dec 16th
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Life is too short.
Sad is the person that denies themselves full fat mayonnaise.  Just say no to reduced fat mayo. It tastes like shit.  Thanks.
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