Not the most imspired start to the tapping of the moment. I need to get my creative haed on . my productive chirning out real work in time for the series of deadlines that are pounding down upon me. A series of stuff. Tomorrow I will return to my self made life of frozen pizzas and mumbling into my tape recorder (etc). Sam said he�d come around and the corrs mumbles along in the background. I�m recording it of scott. He�s now got some kind of bird on the go. Very nice to see a perminant fixture of this nature after all these years. I could do with o ne myself, but let�s not dwell on this for too long.
All in all I am currently in a very cushy situation. Half in bed tapping away at a laptop the corrs unplugged emulating from Scotts room, my old room. The little one. I�d like to be a millionarie, but I�m just not rich enough.
