minus the fast and too heavy stuff, so as not to frighten anyone.
can't spin a record because i'll be disrupting a man coming down from the strong white smoke-fluff dragging him around a gravel pit by the foot. he asked for it.
i'm going to find a tape recorder.
uh ohhhh ohhh oh, whooooo.
we all have ups and downs. too bad i tend to feel like i'm alone in a giant test-tube.
my problems are hardly in my sight. i've had them tucked away nice and neatly in a jack-in-the-box.
they'll come out when they're ready. i can wait it out. i always do.
fuck my internet connection. it only tweaks my immediate temper to "actively frustrated."
no cute gif file.