Faceless Poet

George Butler, what a fucking legend. He did us proud tonight, oh yes he did indeed. Poetry evening hosted by Neutral Norway, which was actually a lot better than I had expected. Left at 10, to meet flatmates for a drink, only to find they had decided not to go out. Shame, our house is too far out for me to be bothered to walk back to the Poly again. Early night instead I'm thinking.

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Slightly more successful day, hurrah. Planned everything I want to research, and dissected the brief like you wouldn't believe - it was pretty intense.