I've got two heavy duty blog posts brewing, but I cannot for the life of me summon up the energy to begin writing them this evening. Besides, the footy's on, there's a new Mega Drive game dying to be tried, and I'm halfway through Richard Yates' Revolutionary Road. Bugger it. Let them eat dubstep.
Tuesday, 8 July 2014
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