I DON'T FEEL WELL. I woke half an hour ago, freezing cold and bellyacheing. Ran to the bathroom; severe diarrhoea. Now I am huddled indoors, swathed in coats with the heater on. I am not withdrawing. I just feel unwell.
I have been quiet since putting up post 149 "from depressed acorns ..." Many thanks for the commonsense and support I received in the comments box re this. I still feel pretty odd. It's not as if I wrote the piece and passed it to a couple of friends. Maybe 150 people I don't know have read that by now. All of which I had considered aforetime ... but I had no feelings before or during the writing or typing of that piece. Only afterwards when that soppy clip from Spain appeared in my email did I feel all welled up ... only then did I feel anything much at all. Those things I wrote about are in the past. Even Brian I forgive. I had lunch with him about two months ago and we were perfectly civil. Sometimes it's best to forgive and yet remember.
For tonight, that's all folks. Be with y'all tomorrow ...
Talking of blasts from the past: rewind to 1994 and David Letterman's Madonna interview ... I must admit I have not watched all 21 minutes ...
But doesn't she look like Sarah Jessica Parker??
Wanna really good clip? Here's Amy Winehouse performing Michael Jackson's Beat It with Charlotte Church ... Do their vocal styles match?
It was Christmas eve in a war zone - I just about managed to rise this morning but shining is still a long way off. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I had my usual stress dream last night....
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