Communicator, cooker, drinker, poet. Grew up in a mining town, wore a hard hat.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

it's back on

head viced between the hard noise of the nine to five, the cigarettes and the dog (which is not mine but eats my underwear anyway) i've made a decision. i've decided that my precious insanities may be more precious and less insane if shared. so the blog's back on. word.