Someone I was at university with was in the Guardian's weekend supplement!It was an article about up-and-coming poets, and it took me two read throughs of the article to remember Deryn Rees-Jones; She read English at the same time as me, and as far as I can recall, was quiet and highly industrious and ended up with a First. I don't think I could have talked to her more than a couple of times, busy as I was living a life of boozed-up, party-lovin' Bohemianism.
Bad news over at Marcus' blog: He's been sacked by his Nazi Employers. My thoughts go out to you and Dao, mate.
Despite drugging myself up, hayfever is still making life horrible. Everything inside my head is itching and I feel like I'm looking at the world through cotton wool.
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