Nabakov
My blogs
| Introduction | One does feel quite the wanker when asked to come with a thumbnail autobiography cum personal wunderkammer of how one frames and enhances one's corperal entity for these kinds of initially self-stimulating yet ultimately meaningless exercises. I mean I could easily reshape my past and current cultural touchstones in whatever way I felt would attract and retain the kind of clientale I'm seeking...except of course if I'm seeking anything except random praise from complete strangers. But now that I've spelt that out, it's now pretty bloodly that any strange praise I receive is no longer likely to be completely random. It really is now sorta like Heisenberg's uncertain blog blurb principle, u=isn't it just? And naturally having made this point I cnan only..oh fuck this for a game of soldiers, I just wanna be an astronaut when I grow up. |
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