Wasn't it cold? Wasn't it wet? I'm off to see Renee Geyer & Vicka and Linda Bull at The Prince of Wales, so what do I care.
I can get myself to St Kilda when there is great soul music on offer, but not for the Melbourne bloggers meet. Oh well, I'm not sure that I fit into that scene, really. Ridiculous, I know. A bunch of gay boys sitting around getting to know each other... it sounds like my home territory.
So why wouldn't I go? Hmmm? I'll have to think a little more about it, I guess.
I've got to stop being that person who naturally says no to things. I'm not sure when I became that person. You only live once, hey?
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