But over the years I have drifted from station to station trying to find a home for my ears.

And that home has been found at Triple M. I listen to it all day. Seriously, all day.

I wake up with The Cage, I drive to work still listening to The Cage, then I listen to Get This (with Tony Martin), then an hour of music, then Tough Love (with Mick Molloy), then a few hours of music and then The Shebang with Marty and Feef.

The obsession has gotten worse since the acquisition of my mobile phone that has radio. I have an earphone in one of my ears all day. I�m sure that�s not doing anything for my hearing, but I need it.

The radio and Triple M have become my IV drip! I just can�t NOT listen.

It has come to the point when I dream, these people are included like my everyday friends. And when I hear them speaking on the radio it�s like hearing family.

I�m sure it�s just because it�s in my head (or rather ear) a lot. Overexposure no doubt.

Because there was that dream I had that my friends and I were drugged on a cruise ship and ended up in a Scientology compound that we had to escape from. We tried to drag Katie Holmes with us, but the brainwashing was too far gone on her.

*curls up in a corner of the padded room*

Mmmm...comfy

Tyd
1 August 2006 - 5:00 pm

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