Patrick Wolf and Pope John

Patrick Wolf and I have a lot in common. In an article I read, he said, "I Spent my 2005 free time in all night illegal techno or hardcore punk squat parties, and went through an obsession with disco string arrangements. Listened to a lot of grime pirate radio stations. I also bought a clavichord and piano and am now recording everything in 24bit." Totally freaky man, me too! Well, um, I did listen to a lot of grime. (The only thing that ever grabbed me was Dizzee Rascal's Fix Up Look Sharp, which is about as mainstream you can get, I think.)

And wouldn't you know, we have the same New Years resolutions - "I have banned myself from Cornwall, lycanthropy, folk, laptops, and lo-fidelity."

He also says, "I also woke up the day of the end of my tour and felt a desperate need to throw everything I owned away and get spontaneous again, break some bones and have fun."

Exactly. That's why I'm switching schools. Not that Patrick Wolf had anything to do with it, but fuck, I've spent a year and a half at Newton and my mind has been deep fried into an almost comatose state. Another year and i might be bordering on a vegetable. So if I have the opportunity to burn the proverbial 'best years of my life' (disgusting phrase, right?) somewhere else, why not?

So, here I am, jumping off a cliff. What's the worst that can happen? Dying on impact would make for a very quick death, anyway.