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Bluemothage

I think you'll find this is MY pineapple. All MINE. Not yours, not your sister's, not the teapot's. Just mine.

But really, does anyone want to know? Does it matter? I think not. Quite frankly I wouldn't know where to begin. We are so many things, so many people, so many stars....

Fate has led us to each other, our paths have crossed, our lives touched and our hearts torn. This is the path of the soul. The soul has chosen, the body and mind simply follow the soul's desire...

Blue Spinning Apple

Spinning blue apples? Yes, we'll have more of those. MORE, I say, whilst we try not to be quite so website fuckwitted and work out how to do what we want to do....

...and the washing up just sits there saying "what's the point? What's the point?"

I might describe my job in a little more detail here....Then agian I might not. In fact, I'd say its almost inevitable that I won't.

Sing to me,baby!

Let the music caress your wounded spirit...

Most frequently listened to this week....
Norah Jones for the hopeless romantic in me...

Friend of the week
 This week we have the delightful K who always listens, talks about pish and is almost as odd as i am
 

Word of the Week

coruscate - to sparkle
succour (suk-er) - help given in time of need
denouement - the end of a book or play where everything is explained