5°C, winter storms imminent

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Monday is a day to deliver things to this house. That’s wishful thinking, I ordered myself a birthday pres. – a bigger capacity iPod. No more removing music to make space for additions. A full iPod is a terrible thing in these decadent/materialistic times. I’m in want of something materialistic to soften the fact that Monday I will no longer be a 43: Birthday presents as a form of compensation.
That’s pales in comparison to my organisational skills which are taut past the Hook’s-law limit (oh dear, suggest better metaphors someone).

Kristin Hersh, tomorrow, me and my spare ticket.
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