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March 24, 2010

THANKS PALS

I got some nice emails. Thanks buddies. I saw CIB this morning. So nice. Thank you thank you. And then I ate this:

Not the piece above, but a wedge of ComtĂ© cheese from Waitrose. Lactose intolerance be fucked. Until I am on the loo later crying thinking of Manara asking myself WHY?! And trust me it won’t be all happy like 2girls etc [if you can call puking and eating it again happy?]

Then I got a text message from my boss who obvs had nothing better to do at work after everyone had gone and I had turned the lights off but go through the reception desk computers email spam folder and check what was in there on her own. Why? I don’t know. Why did I eat so much cheese? It was obviously very necessary. Tomorrow I am going to have to explain about web spiders, 250 spam in a day is no big deal, that yes the receptionist is doing her job and everything is double checked by everyone. And sit there feeling ill.

I GTG. That cheese is gurgling round in a bath of tea with honey and soya milk.

August 7, 2008

HEAVY

My arms and legs are heavy. I am not sleeping and following the whole story of my dreams has stopped. I only remember tiny details of them remain when I wake – like a freckle on a shoulder or the tail end of a sentence.

And I get spam like this:

—–Original Message—–
From: Blossom Mcfarland [mailto:recombiningmz9@oelinger.com]
Sent: 07 August 2008 15:07
To: emma@XXCENSOREDXX.com
Subject: [SPAM]Re:

It breaks your heart to see the one you love is happy with someone else, but it’s more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you. http://alvs.prosperityanger.com

—–

In Kinshasa I imagine it is very hot and humid depending on the time of year.

xx Lektrogirl

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