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2001-08-10 || 5:17 p.m. || brit-pop || i have been reading so many british novels to the point where a voice inside me has emerged, a girl i think? or maybe it's just hugh grant (derrr.), narrating my actions and trying to cheer me up. 'well let's have a good show of it, shall we?' that's what it said just now. last night it said 'c'mon old girl, how about getting to sleep?' i like the term 'old girl' but it makes me feel a bit like a dying horse. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |