Afternoon, possums.
"Talking amongst myself" - I'll have her know I'm not a schizophrenic - and neither am I, for that matter.
Yep, guess I
was talking amongst myself last Tuesday,
Robinia. I thought I was talking to
Shaney, she was there but she just
walked through the room like some Cyber Ophelia. I was standing on my head and she walked right past. It was almost as if she was
seeing things. Sad, really.
I had an email from an old friend telling me she's now a grandmother. You know, it's so weird, when I was young it never felt odd that my friends were having children while I wasn't, but now that my friends are becoming grandparents - that's a strange feeling. (I'm very happy for her, though!)
My beautiful language.
Shaney will now translate the lyrics for you.
Back a little later.