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At first, when he began to recognise some of the more distinctive handwriting on some of the letters, the postman had been a little confused. After a week it dawned on him that the post was somehow being put back into the post boxes and he considered the possibility of black holes leading from the various letterboxes into the mail
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You know I don't even have an idea who you are.
I feel so strange to have been reading your journal for this long and still ,you sir, are just a journal to me.
As far as I know this amazing Lj acount could be producing these entries all by itself.
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The best way of finding out anything about me is to read The Rooting Tooting Times which, while it is in no way meant to be taken as a serious piece of work, is essentially an attempt to write down how I think, although the Best Of.. issues have all references to women taken out of them which unfortunately comprises a fair amount of my mind at the moment (I am young and single, it is to expected that most of my time is spent wondering where I'm going wrong).
I stay away from more personal stuff on here as it inevitably descends into 'oh god why doesn't --- like me?' or 'fuck ---, I didn't like her anyway!' entries which, while about as interesting as my current entries seem to already be in abundance on livejournal.
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