Aieee! There's a little paperclip waggling its eyebrows and leering at me and make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!
Whew. I killed it.
In other news: I need to find the proper lyrics to Tori Amos' "Raspberry Swirl" before I drive myself insane.
Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Whew. I killed it.
In other news: I need to find the proper lyrics to Tori Amos' "Raspberry Swirl" before I drive myself insane.
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.
Monday, April 28, 2003
Whew. I killed it.
In other news: I need to find the proper lyrics to Tori Amos' "Raspberry Swirl" before I drive myself insane.
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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