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bruce barry was a working man [May. 23rd, 2011|05:27 pm]
I've been staring at this box for a good ten minutes now. I can't believe that I simply don't have anything to say, because I'm usually bursting with words and ideas and nonsense. I think it's a similar concept to physical fitness, being able to write - when I used to write every day I could just sit down and tap out 500 words of meagre entertainment without thinking about it. Now it feels like a 5 mile run. In the rain. Whilst on fire.

I don't know. I'm up, I'm down, I'm okay, I'm not, I'm tipsy, I'm drunk, I'm drunker, I'm asleep.