saturday 10th july
steve's at the grand prix turning older in front of button getting second on the grid, funky's off to milton keynes for a ride on his board, laura's entertaining owen and i just don't want to see anyone, speak to anyone or do anything. i'm sick of it all indiscriminately, bored of it all , angry with anything and tired and fully okay with feeling sorry for myself until i even get bored of that. so whatever, fuck that, just leave me alone.

friday 9th july
isn't it nice when time seems to stand still, if even only for a small amount of time.

thursday 8th july
i'm so confused as to which soft drink to buy. there's a free donut if i go for lucozade but on the other hand with ribena i could get a whole living donkey. it's clearly the month for crazy confectionary giveaways. also, sock and ball, day2 after the studio comedy with doc doyler and tommy teabagz on the sofa with some hardcore hexstatic three-dee action.



wednesday 7th july
i had a feeling they'd be declined but so wanted to make it look like that. start again. t-minus a week. here we go a-fucking-gain.



tuesday 6th july
the story of not losing my house keys but what losing my house keys actually meant.

monday 5th july
zzz.

sunday 4th july
lots of qr and lots more work. why are new projects so daunting and so damn hard?

saturday 3rd july
bathroom door gets handled, funks and tracey come over.

friday 2nd july
campari finishes after over a month's worth of corrections which pretty much stripped me of all my energy for design. i'm usually glad when projects finish, but with this one... well, i'm just numb and dizzy. el efante arrives in the lounge and i promptly sleep on him.



thursday 1st july
went to see nics brightpn photo show and caught a cool aphex twin logo on a building, spotted by the bagz.






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