Oh iya.
Here is a list of stuff to minimise my waffling.
-I’m excellent at making a tit of myself
-I honestly don’t know what I’d do with my life if it weren’t for music
-I work full time at a shop that is famous for selling tea, but tea is probably one of the things I most despise
-I have quite an unhealthy amount of love for all things knitted and brogues are usually the only things I want on my feet
-I live in Lincolnshire. It’s shit. So I call it Lincolnshit… How witty and original!! (Not really, though)
-I’m far too ‘glass half full’ for my own good
-I will probably one day suffer some sort of pasta related heart attack/death but it’ll be okay because it’s pasta and who wouldn’t want to go like that?
-My hands are the size of a tiny child’s
-I’m hideously nostalgic
-If you have good taste in music you have my attention immediately, and if you will suffer my waffling you also have my love immediately
-I’ve often said that all I will require in a husband is someone to catch spiders for me and someone to tell me to shut the fuck up when needed
-I manage to condense the shit I come out with into 140 characters here
-I want to spend my life acting like a total weirdo on stage so much it hurts a little bit
It’ll be a pretty rare occurrence to find anything more than the music I like on here, so this is really all rather pointless and irrelevant. Not to mention uninteresting. You’ve just wasted a few minutes of your life reading this, when you could have been listening to some of the music I’ve posted. Idiot.
