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BOOM he follows up on his promise and delivers.

I'm as shocked as you are.

After a long night of Twin Peaks, a large meal and a musical conversation than could span a solid mile if interestingness was measured in inches, I have returned to the laptop. However, due to the wonder that is Good Friday tomorrow- I'm unsure how to spend my time productively. This is because I am now on my cloud of pride and I don't want to tumble to earth in a wave of depression caused by the ever-churning sea bed of reality, which rests on the fault line of uncertainty.

What was my original point to that?

Oh yes, I'm all up myself and can't give myself a day off or I'll fail my course and die or something.

Shh, lazy photoshop blood isn't a sign of my drawings going downhill- it's more proof of how distracted I am by the prospect of real death.

So I'm going to say the moral of this story is never be productive unless you want to enter a spiral of self hate for not being productive any more. You'll look back on the day that you used to get shit done, and wish you could still have that many attractive future prospects. Well, you might. I work in the music industry, I have never had attractive prospects and I never will.

So with oh so few minutes until Britain enters Good Friday, I'm applauding myself for two posts in a day, and also wondering why it's not 3am already. Have a nice chocolate weekend beginning - I'll see you for day two tomorrow no doubt!