Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

I do hope this isn't too self-promotional, but I'm having another 14-year-old-girl-meeting-justin moment: catching up on my reading of the all-too-intelligent no rock & roll fun, I find, to my utter shock, that people I don't know in the uk are reading - and commenting on - this very blog. I'm swooning. I feel pretty, and witty, and gay. thanks, simon!