Worse thing ever when you're supposed to be packing is to start listening to Leonard Cohen. Just sitting in the middle of all this junk and I can't cope. I can't organise, I've never been able to. I'm on tea not wine but even so, I've already sent 3 videos to Ern, mental or what. This one isn't an Ern song, it reminds me of Casey and how long ago was that.
I think I need an adrenalin fix. I'm bored being a Telephone Psychic, bored out of my head. I want to go out to work and have colleagues and I never thought I'd say that. But have to find a flexible job 'cos I need to be available for auditions.