arghh, these brits are killing me.
i have to have this magazine. i went last month to the only store that has it around here, but then i realized that because of the whole scrazy time schedule of theirs i got it all screwed up. went there to get may, which they insanly publish during april, for some unknown reason! so now on monday i'll go back and get my yummy issue. hopefully. until then all i can see is gorgeous Plant hair on the cover.
and with that i established my dream job. to write for that mag would be awesome. but with my lack of timing skills i don't really see it happening. it took me half a year to carveup the woodstock piece and i can already tell you it sucks out loud. and there's the whole ocean thing but...oh well.
anyways... lemme see what else. well i was gonna go out with a bunch of friends tonight but had a heart to heart with mama, so no longer feel up to it. the conference is still in the air, though secretly, i'm hoping to not make it. gals are right, we can have much more fun here. and if not, i can sit on my ass all day, listen to morrison scream and read the fifties and consume so much coffee that my brain gets mushy.
still lurking for some con vids at the same.
i am deadly curious about this twitter thing too. seems to be the hot new thing around. but with my speed of catching up with technology, that is yet another thing i don't see happening in the near future.
so long people!
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