A Welshman asked us what we would do in Cardiff, and nobody said 'your mom'.
I woke up this morning with a vicious lump on my head and blood on my pillow, which caused both distress and some confusion. It has a lot of owie. I seem to be okay, aside from a great deal of whatthefuckery. (Seriously...what the hell? You would think I would wake up for massive head trauma. That reminds me, Imaginary Chick Band is totally going to release an album entitled Massive Head Trauma And Other Souvenirs.)
Also, I now possess the coolest thing in a world. (Not necessarily this world, but definitely the coolest thing in 'a' world, somewhere.) At glance one, it appears to be metal rings snuggled inside each other, with a lid. Then flick the wrist! (The more experienced among you may use tongue, but no teeth.) Yow, glance two reveals it to be now a small metal shotglass-cup!
JW's cooking dinner, and I'm listening to Savage Garden while I contemplate learning to tango. I am already far overcommitted for the immediate future, and I know that, but I would like to be doing something physical again. It would be different from the many ways I already spend my time. If I have learned anything, it's that I can handle a ridiculous number of commitments so long as I have variety in my life.
I was given either a new shirt or a small tent. I plan to attack it with scissors and a sewing machine, which means I will quite likely add pretty trim and all kinds of oddness while I'm at it. It just makes more sense that way. :-)
Massive Head Trauma and Other Souvenirs
Imaginary Chick Band
including the smash hits:
~ Superlatives
~ Grievous Bodily Harm
~ Generosity
Now with 19% less mathematics!
Also, I now possess the coolest thing in a world. (Not necessarily this world, but definitely the coolest thing in 'a' world, somewhere.) At glance one, it appears to be metal rings snuggled inside each other, with a lid. Then flick the wrist! (The more experienced among you may use tongue, but no teeth.) Yow, glance two reveals it to be now a small metal shotglass-cup!
JW's cooking dinner, and I'm listening to Savage Garden while I contemplate learning to tango. I am already far overcommitted for the immediate future, and I know that, but I would like to be doing something physical again. It would be different from the many ways I already spend my time. If I have learned anything, it's that I can handle a ridiculous number of commitments so long as I have variety in my life.
I was given either a new shirt or a small tent. I plan to attack it with scissors and a sewing machine, which means I will quite likely add pretty trim and all kinds of oddness while I'm at it. It just makes more sense that way. :-)
Massive Head Trauma and Other Souvenirs
Imaginary Chick Band
including the smash hits:
~ Superlatives
~ Grievous Bodily Harm
~ Generosity
Now with 19% less mathematics!