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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson


I really doubt other reviewers do this, you know.

I counted 11 of my quotes used in show blurbs, and more excitingly, 6 used on posters. That’s the bit I like best – walking around town and pointing and saying “I said that!” and looking smug.

Like I said, I really doubt other reviewers do this.

I’m currently sitting about at home, waiting for the six people who said they were coming over to view to flat to come over. Considering we made these arrangements just yesterday, and some today, it’s quite surprising that already two people haven’t shown up. It’s really irritating to have to show people your room, and have them all look down their noses at you and where you live. I had one very sniffy girl look around on Wednesday night, and would have cheerfully strangled her as she walked about with complete disdain painted all over her smug little face.

Anyway. Must remember I’m supposed to be selling this place. It’s lovely, everyone is really friendly, it’s a great area… yes, that’s why I’m moving out. Oh, the horror of lying to strangers.

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