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Excuses, excuses, excuses... I keep meaning to add stuff here, but never seem to get the time. Also, Geocities is rubbish and refuses to let me paste text up properly. Nonetheless, I promise to put up a full autobiography starting with what I had for breakfast this morning and working back to my favourite subsonic vibrations from the womb sometime soon. But, if you know me, I wouldn't hold your breath for this. In the meantime here's one of those e-mail questionnaire things I filled in. Enjoy! Questions |
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Outside the Mattress Factory, Pittsburgh. (Photo taken by the lovely Lisa Michelle George) |
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My life. The excitement. The thrills. The drama. |
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