...anachronists
...SERIOUS takers at DoubleDash who can actually make me start trying :g
...someone with an affinity for ditches
ALSO: whoever made off with my wire tree sculpture from the Elective Studio Gallery...i am still right fucken heartbroken about it...i can't recreate it as i made it for someone i loved from materials i found. Now it is gone and probably tangled in a mess on some schlepper's nightstand. grrr
...and, the guy who posted a homemade Pumpkins cassette through my letterbox in the dead of night a few years ago when I lived at Ashford St. I ran out onto my doorstep in my nightdress only to see a tallish figure halfway down the street, I would have ran after you only i couldn't find my shoes! So I hollered "oh thanks" and you raised your hand in acknowledgment as you strode off into the night. ??? no idea, didn't recognise the handwriting either...strange happenings that make me :) all in a night's work for us Pumpkinheads!
notice! PLEASE DON'T TRY TO 'ADD' ME WITHOUT MESSAGING ME FIRST UNLESS YOU KNOW ME or i have met you and we have had an actual conversation [which didn't result in me saying i'll be back from the bar/toilet and LYING]. I'm not here to make up the numbers. apologies for offending any whores.