Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
which magnetises chains of pins
i really havent
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
yeah
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
send your tumblr
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.