So I admit I am in the running for the worst drunk dialler in the world. Undefeated champion. But I'm still holding onto the edge of my desk because I can't call him and ask all the questions I want to ask.
Even drunk diallers have a modicum of dignity,
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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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May
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- Fun with Mirrors
- So that's who I am!
- Beyonce's Why don't you love me?
- Boys on the Dance Floor
- Too Picky
- Shoe Porn
- Advantages of being single
- My girls on a Saturday night
- The most unsuitable job
- Things that make me laugh
- I am worth something
- Vegetable Car
- Saturdays
- Chopsticks in my car.
- Human Nature
- There but for the grace of God..
- Constantly recanting
- Holding
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May
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