August 10th, 2004


Here am I still searching for my shadow in vain

Tuesday morning. Still no gmail invitations to give away. Intermittent cloud. Promise of NW winds to 50. Arrived at the station exactly the same time as the train. No major news that I can think of. It's true what they say! Most commuters do look dead from the neck up. Except the guy reading and wearing a tea-cosy. And the Asian guy gurning. Cloth cap count: 1. That is all, and most of it is guff.

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