the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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05:52 + 18.09.2007 = rather title-less at this hour.
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i've not written in a while.
but give me a break [or forgiveness][[or whatever]], i've been writing song after song after song...
the goal is to have a majority of the new bits and pieces recorded by thursday 10am.
at this time, a truck will be parked out back and bartender and bartender's best friends will be moving his stuff out his flat. [oh... and doing-so directly through my room since he can't move furniture down the itty bitty spiralstaircase of his place.]
this is a good timeline.
stuff will get done this way.
the brassylass will have post on her way.
the bartender will have moving-to-new-york tunes.
and i'll be mr. nearly-always-reclusive until then.
[[oh. and new season of america's top model starts wednesday. see!? i'm totally obssessed.]]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]
[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
