"She knew what she wanted!
She was lookin' for that stud bull;
She was lookin' for that 'he' cat.
And that was me.
Tommy the Cat is my name,
And I say unto thee..."
(Primus. Tommy the Cat. Fun.)
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
She was lookin' for that stud bull;
She was lookin' for that 'he' cat.
And that was me.
Tommy the Cat is my name,
And I say unto thee..."
(Primus. Tommy the Cat. Fun.)
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.
Thursday, August 30, 2001
She was lookin' for that stud bull;
She was lookin' for that 'he' cat.
And that was me.
Tommy the Cat is my name,
And I say unto thee..."
(Primus. Tommy the Cat. Fun.)
GIRL
Diana Evans
called Dee
since May 25th, 1980
terrorising inner-city Melbourne
consuming flat whites
producing words, hers and other people's
contact dee [at] viscerate [dot] com
SITE
viscerate.com
consisting of personal reflections
photography by Amy Q
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