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I just nicked this one.  I’m dedicating it to all of my luvvies in Oz. *grins*
I like it a lot! *laughing*
“Sounds Of Then (This Is Australia)” by GANGgajang

Again, it has been a while but I’m in desperate need of Post Fodder at the moment.  Also, I might be in desperate need of “Search Term Fodder,” but as always, let’s give it a go!
To begin with, I don’t know if we have a lot of people looking up at the sky, who have [...]

It seems I’ve taken to lying in my bed these nights, with too many things running through my head.  I can not stop them.  They are like demented fish in a shallow pool, with half of their tails missing, and gills on either only their left or right sides.  If I owned a gun (which [...]

whadn’ ‘dat long ‘go.  nope, don’ b’lieve so.  nope.  *PA pulls toothpick from mouth*
see? ‘dang is, ‘dis guy.  he made me do i’d.  ‘dis guy, he goes by ‘dis name of? whadn’ his name ‘gain? sump’n like. cun…fussin’? cun’foosin’.  yeh.  ‘dat right.  he slick, know? he ge’d ya.  righ’d in ‘dere.  righ’d in! b’fore ya [...]

Princess Migraine© knocked on Madame Depressiva’s© door.  Madame Depressiva© slowly got up from her chair and looked through her peephole to see who it was.  She sighed.  She really didn’t want to speak to anyone.  Well, when did she ever? She took one glance at how pathetic Princess Migraine© looked, changed her mind, and decided [...]

My bike is now in my very, thin hallway.  Due to that fact, there is an extremely, high per centage rate that the EMS folks are soon to become my new best friends.  Even though I’m quite tiny, and there are a lot of Firefighters and Paramedics out there, I’m sure enough space can be [...]

I owe a massive thank you to a fellow Twitter pal, who sent me a link to an online comic site.  There’s more to look at, but I have just started reading from this url. It’s the Index Page, and when you look at the first section, it’s not the beginning.  So if you do [...]

Yes, I am home now.  I have been released from St. J.’s Hospital.  Poor St. J.  He said he would miss me last night.  He even gave me a kiss on my forehead, when he went upstairs to bed.  I was still trying to wait for my meds to kick in (while reading one of [...]

Because arifaery likes her “Daily Dose” of PA (god only knows why), I’ll at least write this.  Attempting anything else may be severely futile.
I AM SO FUCKING PISSED OFF WITH MY BRAIN!!!
I have said before that I really do like to take my diagnoses in stride.  I try and accept what they are, how they [...]

I think this says it all?
A gift from J.  I guess he knows me better than I thought…