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Get on the Bomb
In the aftermath of Box Social Four.
Monday, 2004-08-02 | Classic Gin, Journal, Strong Drink
My lungs still feel like dry sponge.
On the other hand, it's reassuring to know that (after four long years) I've got my system down. Once the NIN comes on and the shots of 'whatever's cheap' start, I've got about an hour left before I hit catatonia (a lovely little town that straddles the idyllic Greek/Turkish border). Then, give me about 15 mins down time and then five to purge. Once the spirits have been let out, I take about 10 minutes to wander about in a state of booze-fueled confusion before I mutter some 'diabolical shit' and then it's good night, Gracie.
In other news, the move is going well. The place is really coming apart.
I'm working on a Box Social Four: Escape From Ice Planet Hell photo feature to replace Cinder/Hilary.
