First rounds of Madness.

So, I started another blog.

Yes, another one.  

I have...erm, five now?  Five, yes. FIVE.  No, six.  but five that I've started myself, and one I blog on every Wednesday.  

I'm going to try and make this one a bit more interesting, with random things, little rants, lovely pictures that are funny.  Things like that.  People like pictures, especially funny ones.  Probably because they don't have to read them.  Well, not always, at least. 

S Club 7, James Blunt, Billy Joel, Avril Lavigne, Kisschasy, The Fray, Fall Out Boy.

There's a lovely snippet of my mp3 player shuffling at its finest.  I wrote 'slutting at its finest' .  Does that mean anything to anyone?  To slut at one's finest? 

Lets leave it at that.  Madness.

Fine. Young. Madness. 

One day a man will come along, and he will be the love of my life, and he will stare at me with wide eyes for the rest of my life, in silence, with his mouth open, after reading this.  I can see it now. 

xx