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Monday, 29 May, 2006

I’ve been home for about ten minutes.

This is the fourth night of my three-night work week. Since Friday at seven I’ve put in forty-one hours. Jesus. I’m starved for stimulation and yet simultaniously desiring sleep. When I wake I’ll pretend to be productive for a few hours and then …

back to waiting for death.

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