Yesterday morning I thought I woke up with an epiphany. I was actually just feeling sorry for myself. And outside.
The sleeping outside thing has resulted in me getting a cold, and now everywhere aches. Which is annoying.
The new Murderdolls album is rearing its head in a few days. What I've heard so far is brilliant. Campy fun in the best way possible. It's almost worth me cracking out the black nail polish, eyeliner and hairspray in celebration. Almost.
Marys away this week. And I have so much I need to get done. I am determined that I will. Usually when Mary goes away I make a big list of things to do then play on my xbox.
The guitar playing has temporarily stopped, as i have a cut on my first finger on my left hand makes holding down a fret too painful. Well, not too painful, but I'd still rather now, yannow?
Im too tired to write. I'll update properly in the week. I imagine.
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