Ugh! I just proved R half-right: I said "goodnight" and all that twazz - and now I'm sitting on my PC.
Go figure.
As I mentioned on a Facebook status update about two or months ago, I'm a late bloomer when it comes to the good stuff (red wine, skinny jeans, tying cherry stems into knots with my tongue) and Tori Amos is no exception. They featured her on Top Billing the other night and I have to say, she's a rather interesting woman. Though, I was reading up on her since around the beginning of this year, all of it starting with something I read somewhere (have a flipping memory like a sieve, me), and I'm now finally starting to get into her music. I'm not a huge fan of the piano, but she's one of two people who are more than allowed to go at it. Naturally, I don't like all her stuff, but I'm making notes of what I do like and hoping like heck I manage to find a compilation or two along my life's journey.
I only just realised how LONG overdue my scooter is for her service - can anyone say "bad upkeep"? Let's hope the dudey I take her to can bring her back up to scratch. I don't suppose he has much choice, though, if he wants me to pay him anything. In the same breath, he's been a blessing: I met him once before through J and his brother, and would you believe, through looking for a motorcycle repairman, M found this dude for me - and it's J's brother's friend. Small world, huh?
Speaking of which: goodnight, world. I can feel the Sandman approaching and I think I'll welcome him with open arms tonight.
Or eyes, as the case may be...
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