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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

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I'm Gish. I guess this is what one can call the remnants of a pre-mid-life crisis. I listen to too much music and read too many books, and it all means nothing. Abrasive, I smoke too much, drink too much coffee and hardly sleep. Alive. Be sure to check out the new links to blogs, photos, music and other sorts of good stuff at the very bottom of the page.

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mmhmm, that's what he said...

I'm just thinking of this conversation I had at my art group last week. Pete said something about Burning Man, and we joked how we could have a tiny little one to burn in effigy, behind a building or something, away from the prying eyes of the everlasting police service in Sudbury.

But then I said that the only people who know about Burning Man, are probably sitting at this table right now. We laughed heartily and drank more beer (I had water).

A couple of things on my mind today. Actually a lot, but most of it is unrecognisable in the mess that is my head. First, Halloween's party thing at the Townehouse is on Saturday. I've been excited about this since August. And here we are, a few days away. White CowBell Oklahoma ( http://www.whitecowbell.com/ ) is playing and it's supposed to be quite a show. And my costume, which isn't quite put together yet....That may or may not be solved on Saturday morning. Oh and P.Lo posted this huge image (for the event) on my comment section...Like seriously big....I guess that means I guess I'm expected to go.

Another thing in my head, is a few emails that have came my way this evening, which does 2 things. One, tells me there is always hope of some kind. Two, Is anything ever really over?? And that's it. For now.

I was told to blog today because something would come out of it. But, I really really forgot my user name, password, etc. I had to resort to emailing the tech people and tell me what the Eff the info is. They did and now I've got it on a post-it and I will never forget again. Ta-Da!!!

So logged in, and email that makes me think, party on friday night, party of Saturday night.

OK OK OK , I'm blogging:

let's just leave it with that.

And I will be in London when the snows come down in November. Job sorted out, Apartment located. All I'll have to do is start packing the interesting stuff.

Something is laying in wait for me there....I can feel it.

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