We are all snakes now

The Caps Lock is probably next.

It might be the postmodern elements of the internet that have destroyed my concentration, producing in my online activity a simulacra of intentional evasion of essentialist identity, which of course is more complicated and flattering than the image of some scatterbrained nerd whose tab key has fallen off her keyboard.

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Some things may not be where they were

It was 2009 when I moved to London and finally decided to overhaul my website with WordPress, because it would simply be too embarrassing to leave it one second longer. (It had been puked onto the internet one night in 2007 with the help of a Dreamweaver tutorial template for an imaginary hotel that could only have housed the hopeless and destitute.)

Instead, I worked, lazed around, facebooked, got married, tweeted, had a baby, and mislaid my career.

Now, rather than attempting the impossible task of devomiting my flat, it seems the perfect time to return to the public internet to devomit my website.

Some things may not be where they were.

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