C'est Mardi Gras!

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Crêpes, paczki, jumbo...surely a day of food.

Now, I sit on my bed, with Led Zeppelin playing, writing to you, like a smile on my face and sheets of paper in front of me, with details of a new character I made up.

She's really cute. Obsessed with Queen, but she has an injury, so in bed she writes to John Deacon. It's cute, called Yours Sincerely. If you want to read it, the first chapter is up.

-a few hours later-

I sit in my room again, doodling, thinking about tomorrow and the happiness that will come from it.

Luckily, I'm not Steve Howe or giving up chocolate/sweets for Lent so, I can still celebrate second Halloween! Yay!

So I think we have a ton of things to talk about.

Firstly, Glenn Tipton, one of the lead guitarists of Judas Priest was diagnosed with Parkinson's. I'm really getting sick of people on Instagram in the comments saying things in the past tense. It really sucks. Parkinson's can be cured! I will all the luck to him and luckily the album and tour will do just fine. High hopes of Priest!

Second, in combonation with the first one, a ton of musicians are calling it quits this year. Paul Simon, Neil Young, Elton John and Slayer (I don't know if anyone knows about them, but they're a thrash metal band from California, and their music is cool). It just really sucks. Black Sabbath called it quits a few years back and that broke my heart. I cried when I watched the last video of them, the final song was Paranoid. Gah...

I'm almost in tears thinking about this.

Ozzy's quitting, too. But he has enough to worry about. Little Ozzy's (his grandkids) running around. It's funny to think, whilst he's baby-sitting the little ones, he mumbles, "These children are fucking maniacs!" XD!

Before they end, I want to see three bands. Iron Maiden, Def Leppard (a second time) and Alice Cooper or the Hollywood Vampires.

It would be amazing to see them again. A release. Like all rock/metal concerts are. A way to forget about the world for a while, a few hours and scream your head off and no one can tell you otherwise. It's a magical place, concerts are.

Anywho, now I listen to metal love songs about sex, and sigh trying to think of something interesting to finish off a character.  I'll see you later. Feel free to talk to me. I need help, if you want to give me some. Peace and love and lots of hugs, lovelies. 💚Meh Geez💜

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