Hmm, many thoughts of lovely Mr Bowie, my frazzled life, the perfect shade of purple paint (if you know your Homer, think the shade of 'the-wine-dark-sea'), Eric from True Blood and now the wonderful beats of Ebony Bones.
Sigh.
I have the strange urge to work some shitty job just to fill in my time until I make up my mind I want to head overseas (decisions, decisions).
But everyone seems to think I'll do something foolishly fabulous next.
Am I missing some important clues?
Ooops, gotta go - distracted by True Blood......resistance is so wonderfully futile
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