You know what? After I wrote the post below, when I was picked up, the radio played that song! Cold Chisel's 'When the war is over'. oh my! I was in happy fairy-floss land. Nothing is better then getting high on a tune, and finding a new tune that does it. I'm pretty much pitch deaf, but I seem to have good aural connections. Apart from some minor aural halucinations, I have sound as a memory trigger far more then scent or sight.

Which reminds me, you'll have to excuse the bellyaching I have a nasty habbit of doing here. I figure it's better to be a little bitch here then to the people who occasionally find themselves traveling through my personal solar system. I've been officially classified as a bitch now, which isn't altogether surprising. I must remove my genetics frm the human race! Men of the world, save yourselves! Avoid me and my kind! :Þ

That asside, musk is a niiiiiice smell U@.@U wooo, wozzy eyes. Blah...

There a group of drama students playing their movie right now. It is one of the damn wierdest things I've heard for a while. Since Lauren and My radio show anyway. It was quite ammusing. We took names from the simpsons joke calls, and had wierdoes and nuns and all sorts of fun things spawned from our youthfull and diseased minds. I dread one day finding one of these tapes.

Enough of this sentimental bolderblood, yes?

"How can I go home and not get blown away? Ain't nobody gonna steal this heart away."
~When the war is over, Cold Chisel, babies.
- posted by Washi @ 2:21 pm