Love growing has flowered and died. Just so.
Slight dull ache in my left keee worries me more than I can say.
The project is shit, approaching my projected go-live date, and going-dead seems more likely.
Fuck fuck, fuckity fuck.
My landscape is a veritable Death Valley.
Found more bits of broken glass on the floor by walking on them. I am a silly twat or what ?
Thoght for the day;
I stood next to Debbie Magee. Wife of ex-comedian/magician Paul Daniels.
I once saw that blind blues singer in LA airport.
Thats my claims to fame.