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March 15th

What do I say when I don't have anything to say.

I guess I say this.

Nothing is happening. I have been on late shifts at work so just come home and do stupid things.

Games update - The Division 2 give me eyestrain and is far too hard for what it is. Vexing.
Devil May Cry 5 is like Bayonetta but without Bayonetta in it. As the best thing about Bayonetta is Bayonetta it makes it like a poor mans Bayonetta.

Work update - much ado about nothing. They are all going to Alton Towers and having a party there but have gone through the diaries and picked the week I am on holiday (or more t the point sitting at home being miserable with nothing to do) so I can't go. They NEVER do cool stuff at work. This is like the first time ever. Can't go. Fuck my life.

My brain is still craving easy things so instead of not reading Sylvia Plath I am now not reading Stephen King.

It's weird they review records on the internet and can't play the music on it. It's a bit pointless.

It's still windy and it's still rainy and it's still horrible so everything is in it's right place.

I might try to find some old stuff to copy paste. I can't be bothered to write anything new. I am in that space again. The bad place.


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