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The other night I dreamt I was in a bedroom. Prime-minister Kevin Rudd came in and sat on the bed. He was trying to touch my junk.

I haven’t even been watching the news.

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<object classid=”clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000″ width=”400″ height=”100″ ><param name=”movie” value=”http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer.swf/track=3958088041/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/” /><param name=”quality” value=”high” /><param name=”allowScriptAccess” value=”never” /><param name=”allowNetworking” value=”always” /><param name=”wmode” value=”transparent” /><param name=”bgcolor” value=”#FFFFFF” /><embed src=”http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer.swf/track=3958088041/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/” width=”400″ height=”100″ type=”application/x-shockwave-flash” pluginspage=”http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer” quality=high allowScriptAccess=never allowNetworking=always wmode=transparent bgcolor=#FFFFFF ></embed><noembed><a href=”http://zelleartecontemporanea.bandcamp.com/track/the-dead-rat”>The dead rat by Zelle Arte Contemporanea</a></noembed></object>

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I just tried eating pancakes as a kind of breakfast and lunch all in one, because I have a funny schedule on Thursdays that goes across the afternoon – too early for lunch, too hungry for dinner by the time I finish. But it didn’t work and I feel a bit sick.

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