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well we have been here before, i was a short, fat dyke horror writer last time this came up and i'm still a short, fat dyke horror writer. and one who's in the process of moving from somewhere horrible to somewhere nice, and who's writing some good stuff again after a bit of a barren period.
my new home is in barbeland - moominstoat walked past my house yesterday but i was distracted by the huge, smelly bag of cat shit i was disposing of and didn't get a chance to say hello.
and i'm 35 next week. next tuesday. and yes, that's a bloody hint. |
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