It's
been a good week. I'm making good progress with Scribophile and have received some impressive feedback on some poems. I've been
smashing the gym, but I'm striking out on everything I'm working on.
Every movement I've tried, I've not beaten. This is largely because
some of the machines I haven't even used in 18 months. I'm getting
stronger, though, and my t-shirts are gripping around the arms a bit
more. (No, I've not hot-washed them, before you ask.)
Oh,
and last night I hit Prohibition again, where notorious DJ
Brandon Block was playing. His Wikipedia page
makes interesting reading. Following this, I got into Venus, despite my continued criticism of
the club on this blog. I even managed to blag half price on the door.
They're going to start recognising me eventually. That'll be
problematic. Good music, though, and ran into an old friend. Good
times...
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