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January 24th

It's cold and it's going to get colder. I am told it's cold constantly. I am alive. I know it's cold.

It's my field. You shouldn't be in it. You more than likely don't live anywhere near here so go away.
Usually the cows are in it at this time of year scaring you away. Where are they? Why won't you put your fucking dog on a lead? Why do I have to put my dog on a lead. Just leave me alone.

Rewatched Candyman for the first time in years. It's really good. I forgot how good it was. It's not just a good horror film it's a good film. It looks really old though. I suppose it is really old. I don't think of the 90's as being that long ago but it was. It was a fucking long time ago. 1990 was 29 years ago now. 29 years before 1990 was 1961. That is the difference.

This will happen to you one day.

Played a bit more Onrush and Resident Evil 0. I have told myself I won't buy the Resident Evil 2 remake until I have finished 0 and 1. I can't afford it. I can't afford anything really. Stuff keeps coming and the box keeps filling up but it's not me (mostly) this time.

Work happened. It happens four days a week. There is nothing more to say about that. I quite like walking through the woods in the morning in the dark. No-one else is there because no-one else is stupid enough to walk through it in the pitch black. You have to have the right music playing though. That's important.


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