I joined late 2002,trying to get more information about local gigs.I figured since I practically lived in drummonds most nights of the week,I should maybe expand my horizons
Mines is currently "An angel born with horns or a devil born with feathered wings",a quote describing some artwork I've been working on today. Before that I had REM lyrics.
counting and surveying headstones...the most soul destroying thing I have ever experienced. Especially when I stood on the grave of someone with the same name as myself,including the middle name
not overly painful,btu i've picked up some niggling sex sprains ranging from strained back to cracked ribs. Most recent one is a clicking jaw,bloody annoying
Ermmm,lets see. Sneezing while you've got a badly broken nose is pretty feckin sore falling down Windmill Brae when you're already wearing a knee brace isn't much fun either. Nor is playing rugby with a dislocated shoulder