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Journal Spent a couple of days turning the first couple of years of blogging (2000-2002) into monthly pages for the forthcoming archive site. Back then I was using Blogger and it was pretty much a status—update tool, albeit without a word count. Most of the posts are a sentence or two and none of them have titles, so it’s a bit like Twitter was, maybe? In August 2002 a relationship ended and I moved into a shared flat which prompted me to start afresh, using titles this time (it’s very notable how from then on the chapters of my life can be delineated by my setting up a new blog) so those two years form a nice package of figuring out what it means to write a public diary that is also a web log. I find most of my writing really cringe, of course, but not to the point where I want to delete it all. Well, not most of it. This post from March 2001 caught my eye. I’m going to the doctors' tomorrow. Today I was off sick. Thing is I don’t feel ill, just very very tired. Sunday I slept all…

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