My laptop has slowed to a crawl. I’m about halfway to my word count goal and Virgin Radio’s advert for some Christmas bullshit just nearly crashed the lyric of My Name Is Luka. I’d go back to Pandora, but it keeps playing James Blunt at me and further slowing my fucking Mac.
It’s 2:40am.
Just don’t as me how I am, just do-on’t ask me… how I am.
You are reading PaulCarr.com, Paul Carr's pseudo-daily blog of things too weird, libellous, self-indulgent or dull to sell to anyone. A director's commentary to his life, if you like.It is also the companion site to his writings for various publications and to his book, Bringing Nothing To The Party: True Confessions Of A New Media Whore, which is published by Weidenfeld & Nicolson. About Paul...
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