Sometimes when I can't sleep, I imagine that I'm sinking into the earth, through all the dirt and sand and soil and I just keep sinking even past the rocks and animal skeletons and it's amazing. I imagine there are people above me yelling things, shouting for me to come back up to listen to what they have to say, but I can't hear them or I just choose to ignore them because I want them all to go away and let me sink, and so that's what I do. I feel really content in my sunken sanctuary, away from everyone else and all the noise and nonsense. The only things I hear are my breath and the sound of the blood coursing through my head. I close my eyes and I see black. I open my eyes and I see black. It's really neat, believe me. It's usually after about five minutes of this eye opening and closing underground that I fall asleep.

Like a rolling stone
A like a rolling stone
Like the FBI and the CIA
And the BBC--BB King
And Doris Day
Matt Busby
Dig it, dig it, dig it
Dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it

[That was 'Can You Dig It' by Georgie Wood.
And now we'd like to do 'Hark The Angels Come'.]

So I'd just like to say hello! Exams are over and I'm happy. I've finally got some time to just paint and play guitar to my heart's content and that's thoroughly amazing! I've been having fantastic ideas don't you know! O, and I've been getting into all sorts of new music, like early nineties U2 and Warren Zevon, and some older Tom Petty and Paul McCartney's first few solo discs and well, it's great! Thought I'd chime in with that folks! Be good!

Because I want to show people I'm alright and not such a bad fellow:















It's as though you're saying to someone, "This is who I am, take it or leave it, and they all decide to leave it".

Funny how a guy should like a girl who looks like a boy and then want her to be independent only so he can protect her, but we want what we want. :)