Not Oz, mind you.
Love The Kids in the Hall. Caustic humor and gay sensibility? Priceless.
When I grew up, I'll be just like that.
When I grew up, I'll be just like that.
That's the title of one of my favourite songs. The most lethal, the most essential thing is to hear your own voice. Also, keeping up with the idea of writing as catharsis, this one blog is dedicated all to myself. More solipsism would be hard to find. And I like it like that. Oh, and this is a queer (and self-proclaimed 'ADULT') blog so go ahead, make your day... mine is done.
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