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Mar 30

Clearing some things up

by billygean

1. My hits have doubled in the past few days. You are all voyeuristic. And whoever you are, who googled, “is it true billygean and mike split up,” yes it is, but this is creepy.

2. Thank you for the post and the emails and flickr messages, amazon gift certificates. This is really rather overwhelming. I do not want to depart from the gumpiness of the blog-persona, but I am touched.

3. The Break Up is nothing to do with Awkwardness, or MindReader. These are characters.

4. I have been making extensive use of hot water bottles and vics vapour rub. I’m sure this is some kind of Freudian comfort. Also, I bought myself a selection of Easter cakes which I have been enjoying in the small hours with my essays.

5. I have been in the library since 9am.

6. When someone walks through the barrier with a book, it beeps, cutting right through beautiful Jeff Buckley on ipod. Why do you do this every 5 seconds, oh library people? Just don’t do it. Just don’t walk through the barrier with a book. IT IS NOT HARD.

7. I apologise if The Blog becomes a bit of a Revision Blog over the next few weeks. I honestly have nothing else to do. However, it’ll be fun to all learn the law together… won’t it?!

blogging

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Mar 26

Throw open your beautiful doors

by billygean

Mike and I broke up on Sunday.

I went to uni today with a pasted smile on. I explained myself over coffee with friends. I tilted my head as I listened to them, whilst I felt the ridges in the paper cups between the tips of my fingers.

I stared at the nib of my pen in lectures, stock-still on the page. I must’ve stared at it for twenty minutes before I wrote anything.

I left campus as the Clock Tower was chiming 5pm. The sunlight was skating low across the campus, and the arches projected alternating rainbows of light and dark.

It felt like early summer. I could smell the blossom and the ferns and the early evening sky was white and whispy and the wind was finally soft; neither warm nor cool.

I walked alone down the path right through the middle of campus, with the sunlight right in my hair and the haunting strains of classical music in my ears, and out through the gates.

And it was exactly as if a chapter was sadly ending.

Mike

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Mar 25

A new character

by billygean

“You’re still thinking about the clocks going forward, aren’t you?” MindReader, a fellow lawyer, says. For this is what he does.

“Yes,” I say, my head in my hands. “I just don’t understand what’s going on.”

“Well,” he says, rubbing his hands together. “The sun’s just having a night off.”

“Mmm,” I say.

“Yeah,” he says, his eyes dancing. “Because of the Human Rights Act he has to have two hours off a year.”

Is it okay that this makes perfect sense to me?

blonde moments

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Mar 24

How to charm me

by billygean

“Excuse me,” the lady in the Bullring says.

I am Pissed Off. My bag weighs a tonne. As does the wedding-champagne (I know, right? Aren’t my friends old?) and the textbook I took home for no reason. I take my ipod earphones out.

She gestures to the stand behind her.

“Would you like to come to a free accessories colour coordination workshop?” she says.

I stare.

Pardon? A what?

“An accessories colour coordinartion workshop,” I say slowly. “So you tell me to wear blue shoes with a blue top?”

“Exactly,” she says, like I know my alphabet and everything.

I laugh.

I’m sorry, lady, but I couldn’t help it.

I laughed about accessories colour coordination workshop all the way home.

How to

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