The Plot Thickens...

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I was kindly offered a house to live in next year. You have to climb a ladder to reach the room, and apparently it has a degree of cleanliness. Unfortunately I'm not quite in the postion to make promises yet, but the wheels in my heard are slowly turning.

Incidentally the


were fucking astonishing, unlike the current state of my hearing. The crowd went for it in a way I don't recall ever seeing here.

Tomorrow (or should I say today) could be fun, then I think London for a while. Yeah, it's a bloody tough life alright.