jiggedy jig

back from portugal. insane work trip over 36 meetings in 3 days. frayed nerves, voices in my head. sense of 'what the fuck am i doing this for?' pervading all else. just trying to make sure that i dont mouth off too much.
god bless simon. what a saint and coming home was like entering paradise again.
blake is in such great form. qualified for the poetry nationals and his band is playing all over the place.
i have some goals in the next week or so - so stay tuned to all things ellen while i plot and plan.