Goldie is still alive, but is still looking morose and suicidal. I am worried he may try to drown himself. Another day of intense writing and then in the evening, we try out a new local Indian restaurant, since the last one has not been up to scratch. First good sign: they take friggin’ ages [...]
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I am worried about our goldfish. Goldfish are supposed to waggle their tails and do lengths of the fishtank, but “Goldie” floats like flotsam in the corner, virtually motionless. It reminds me of the final, frenetic scene in the Blair Witch Project, whereupon in the final reel, you catch a fleeting, disturbing glimpse of that presumedly possessed guy [...]
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