Invisible Stranger

Invisible Stranger

Collecting Crises on Old Compton Street and Beyond

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Currently clicking:
- bboyblues
- bitful
- blue witch
- diamondgeezer
- glitter for brains
- london calling
- naked blog
- troubled diva

Usually Playing:
- ute
- neil and chris
- peter and anna
- june
- kurt

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Tuesday, May 20, 2003
Moanday, Monday
Why is it that, when I've not eaten in twenty-four hours, am wearing clothes which show I've not slept in forty-eight, and resemble something even Caligari would kick out the Cabinet, I am considered to be the most "interesting" man in the bar, and am so shattered I can't be bothered to do anything about it?

And why is it that, when I have Clinique'd, Clarins'ed and Biotherm'ed myself within an inch of my life, everyone treats me as though I've just walked off the set of Gormenghast?

So. How was your Monday night?