Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Well his character, of Martin something or the other in Sleeping With The Enemy, had it right. There's no reason why things can't be kept in a particular (I mean PROPER) way. Just no reason at all. Barring the fact that Bergin (lovely old stud that he is) did play the role of a psychopath,... Continue Reading →
Over lunch with a friend yesterday I somehow got sidetracked (as am very wont to do) onto an eponym and that got me thinking about lists. Am very nerdy that way. I like going through lists. Not because it's comforting or because holding a list in my hand curbs my tendencies of having to knock... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 