No I still didn’t plan ahead.
Am I going to now? Well, no, not really. I’ve got things to pack. That’s not as dramatic as it sounds, by the way. I’m not fleeing the country or running away to start a new life in a dreary town as a vagrant in a bus shelter. I actually have time away planned.
During the time away, perhaps I’ll reflect on some things and find some excuse to write about something that isn’t a meta complaint about how I have nothing to write about.
I’ll be visiting family on the Emerald Isle, though. Chances are I’ll fall victim to alcohol poisoning or, at the very least, shockingly irritable bowels as a result of booze consumption. These days, having a third drink is often considered “excessive” for me so it’s possible I might not even live to see next week. We’ll see.
It’s a bit quiet and wonky, this one. Not much else to say really. I like wonky weird stuff so this caught my attention and has done on each occasion it’s popped up since.
Just play the thing. I promise I’ll get better at describing shit again. Then again, I made that same promise some time ago and am still yet to deliver.
Devendra Banhart – Fancy Man
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