| Friday, June 29, 2001 |
 | I'm really rediscovering the joy of Meg. Here, for example, she admonishes Graham for assuming that she only does the things that she details on her blog - shades of a Borgesian map (although the idea of a map the size of the thing it depicts does, of course, originate in Sylvie and Bruno). I do like this idea:
Friday July 29th. Meg awakes. She is told that she talked in her sleep by the disembodied voice of one not mentioned elsewhere that day. She recalls an amusing Grafitto from the night before (interesting, by the way, that, after about six months of this cropping up - apparently stencilled - in Hoxton, it has hit the West End. A new job for our tagger?). She then spends four hours in a trance. Awakes, goes to the Armenian sandwich shop. Spends four hours fuming over the Armenian sandwich shop. Goes to sleep.
What would your life be like if it were limited entirely to the contents of your weblog? Or what would your weblog be like if it described everything in your life, other than long?Tell me.
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