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"Alas, a mist has encroached on my working day. Seeping into my eyes it pulls them gently as if it were a mechanical pulley. The sweet comfort of sleep seems far away as the mind struggles with daily toils. Intoxicating the very air I breathe, this demon has become my master, as I bow down in weakness, a slave, destroyed."-- me
So yeah. Pretty damn tired this week. And constantly hungry..... strange. Hoping it's some kind of weird bug and not me turning into a lazy lump :o
For those of you able to keep your eyes open have a look at the blog I wrote over at Cellardoor, Excited to go to a screening :)
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