No, it's not always about Eurovision. Nor should it be. But right now, three weeks before finals week, it is.
There we go. A blog about Eurovision. Big deal, you say, or rather, not another Petra tangent about some random shit, but this time it's different. It's like queueing for the final Harry Potter book, getting tickets to the World Cup Final, New Order or an at-their-peak Oasis/Take That/Spice Girls/Monkees/ABBA (ha! not so tangential now!)/Liberace (depending on your taste, age and perspective).
I thought this sounded so good when i wrote it nearly two weeks ago, and it doesn't quite, but right now, I just want to go to sleep, being that I must get up in three and a half hours.
why won't the Eurovision files send?????
Please note that whilst I depart with a sack full of books, electrical cords, gadgets and small change, I also leave with a stash of two (not one!) feathered hats. They will feature throughout this blog (I presume), a constant within the tangential product of the (ever-changing) keyboard.
Japan beckons.
Good night.
Monday, April 28, 2008
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