I have curly hair again. I feel all Nikki Webster. I shall bite my tongue now. (And incidentally, Shauna, I perfectly understand what irritates you about that child. And indeed all child performers. Especially ones that grow up into Tina Arena.)
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)
guts and garters
It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.
Tuesday, October 03, 2000
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