poor me. poor me. poooor poor, me.
what happened? why this outburst (strong word!) of disappointment (devastation rather; self pity), this sudden outbreak of devastated morale (we mentioned devastation; repeating and rephrasing sentences without apparent reason or narrative need used to be a quality of writers paid by the word.).
sponge’s hopes of being able to present an interviewer his insights in a finely crafted conversation, headed and tailed and fullbodiedly connected in between had been spoilt by a series of events that partially have been reported already or will be — in non-chronological order — told in due course, alternating between points in time but not in this episode which is — to utterly confuse the reader — set in the here and now.