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And watched love fade away,
I saw an angel die,
My heart died too that day"
After a relatively (for a sloth like me anyway) slew of posts, a few quiet days. Why? a few days of wining dining and the high life? well hardly, come on it's ME you're talking about (rather rudely if I may say so!). Well work was busy, I slept a lot, I've developed at least one new pain (right knee, by the way). Plus I've had my days off. I love my days off, I see Billie, I drink wine, and I watch movies, on my wonderful 10ft screen (really, that projector is the best thing I've ever bought!). For the first time in a long while, I haven't had that gnawing despondency in the pit of my stomach. who knows what this means, theorise away by all means, I'd like to hear your theories (by the way, if there is anybody there, and there seems to be at least a couple of you, I love your comments, I wonder if I will finally succumb to Facebook? strangely in this day, it's the non member who is the outsider, and apparently I enjoy that? apparently).
I don't feel happy today, but I certainly don't feel sad.
I bought 10 vinyl albums today. Best of all was the Glenn Campbell / Bobbie Gentry album, in super condition for 10p, yes, 10p .
Later, I lay on the living room floor ,head on a cushion by the speakers, in the total darkness, and listened. I'd really forgotten the warmth (a cliche , but so, so true) of vinyl, and the nostalgia was almost overwhelming.
Don't fret, I'll be miserable again tomorrow!
David Marciano in this weeks House! and Playing a Canadian! Superb in-joke casting? (if you get the reference you are truly a friend!).
(damn , just realised I forgot to record True Blood, what an idiot!)
(I watched this yesterday, very funny. Isuppose best decribed as a French Austin Powers but actually a wonderfully authentic recreation / pastiche of the early Connery Bonds / late 50s cold war thrillers - and a sequel on blu ray soon)
“I think writing about unhappiness is probably the source of my popularity, if I have any-after all, most people are unhappy, don't you think?” - Philip Larkin
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5 comments:
Don't do it. Don't join Facebook. What you have here is .....
a very dramatically foreshortened comment!!
Well I am quite fond of your blog. To see you succumb to the evil forces that are "Facebook" would be such a grave loss. I don't think I could bare the lessened attention you would give the blog and it would suffer and then I might suffer. It's just to unbearable to even think of!
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sorry, my comment wasn't a criticism, honest!
I had brief go with Myspace a couple of years ago, and it surely was a time thief! I did meet a couple of god people though, one in particular.
I'd only toyed with facebook as a way of 'meeting' people!
ahh the joys of myspace ...i miss those days
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