Has anyone else ever got trapped reading the archives of their own journal for hours and hours? Or have I finally disappeared up myself once and for all?
Mono-specific things in old diary printouts look odd to me now. Like namelines with keypresses in, for example (like the one directing people to my ad looking for housing in London).
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