Not one but two fights today.
A goodbye sms.
An inabliity to destress via usual self destructive methods.
Angry. Tired. Angry. Tired. Angry.
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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
So this is what went before..
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2009
(170)
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August
(16)
- Where did he go?
- Hail Mary, Full of weekends
- This feeling
- A little bit about work
- First day at work.
- Dance like you think no-one is watching.
- Worst. Day. Ever.
- Mush. is. slow.
- Easily happified
- Boys, boys, boys.
- The weekend to end all weekends
- Paper Heart
- Confession
- Instructions on how not to drunk dial.
- What the hell/ employment opportunities.
- Insights at the bar
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August
(16)
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