September 13th, 2007

Thursday 13th September 2007.

I feel like a glass of chardonnay..there is one in the fridge,the cork just needs popping,the weekend feeling is beginning to germinate,it is only hours away the distance from one gargoyle dance to a hobgoblin jig....i want to be not so much up beat,simply a horizontal zone that is hard to dip beneath.To push out all the dread coming down the media glimpse my fav blogs hoping to they have not sunk amongst gulag troglodytes.