2am is a time for reflection, for insomnia, for depressing negativity, for regret, for longing, for dreams, for planning.
It is not a time for laughing like a lunatic.
People should show more consideration before being funny.
Huh.
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Welcome to the contents of my head. It's a funny old head, you have been warned. You're not here anyway, you're a figment of delusion. Hmm.
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- A day in the life
- The Time Traveller's Strife
- Deja vu
- Current cessation
- whimper
- Things I have learned today
- What's going on, or not
- Spooks spooks spooks
- Words revisited
- Words
- It's not easy being this thick
- It's not all bad
- 2,4,6,8
- Experimentation
- Why you are your own best friend
- News?
- When will I, will I be grown up?
- Sense of humour failure
- No no no no
- Watching and not buying
- Pictures instead of words
- Who or what I am
- Especially for you
- I lied
- oops
- A challenge
- Virginal stupidity
- Spam spam spam spam
- 2am
- Ring-a-ling, hear them sing
- Devoid of comment
- The voice
- Desiring
- Financial revelations
- Heroes
- Madness and me me me me me me meme.
- Bloggage
- The Wire
- Fizz fizz boing boing
- Every Little Helps
- Things that used to be easy #76: eating
- være knotten
- O happy day
- Strangers
- Phil-oafs-ophy, or, the philosopy of an oaf
- Never write blog entries when upset
- Vileness, thy will be banished
- Repetition
- Bla
- Sucking up
- Masterful men of magic and spying
- Irn Bru
- Things that used to be easy #978,345: watching tel...
- Self indulgent unintelligible muttering
- Economics
- BBC did good
- Heroes
- Strange
- Bee jelly
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