I’m walking down the street with Sb when we pass a homeless man sitting in an alcove. He looks like Santa Claus on crack.
I guess he knows something that I don't.
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Hi!
Hello, my name is Mush and I have no idea how I got here either. Must be sheer good luck (just kidding, Blogger was the only option beyond Geocities when it first started. I clearly am on the steep side of the technological bell curve.)
I love peanut butter, power ballads, bad jokes and books. I am known to break into dances randomly so don't be alarmed if you bump into me on a street and it looks like I'm having a conniption.
Anyway this is my worded life. I try to come back as often as I can.
I love peanut butter, power ballads, bad jokes and books. I am known to break into dances randomly so don't be alarmed if you bump into me on a street and it looks like I'm having a conniption.
Anyway this is my worded life. I try to come back as often as I can.
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I'm reading
- Batman and Psychology: A Dark and Stormy Knight
- Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantell
- The Man in the Picture by Susan Hill
Listening to..
- Head over Heels by Tears for Fears
- Us by Regina Spektor
- Dancing in the Storm by Boom Crash Opera
- Wild Boys by Duran Duran
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