RIP RIU

I had to delete another link from my LINKS menu today. Once, years ago, it was a vestibule to half a dozen blogs of my friends and family.

Sometimes I think I might be the only Online Journal owner left in the world. Sam is probably out there somewhere.

Almost a decade ago I went to a RIU party with plans to make friends/contacts with industry peers. I walked there too fast, drank two pints of Coopers Pale and didn't talk to anyone for hours. FUCK. I've just realised this exact scenario has played out multiple times in my career(s).

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