disappearing until tomorrow… http://blip.fm/profile/goldenage/playlist
on wednesday, i returned 3 WOMEN to netflix. tonight, i discover 8 WOMEN in the mailbox. did i trade up? what am i going to do with 8 WOMEN?
somehow found myself in a discussion involving exoskeletons, dusty balls, pigpen and digital clouds. i’ve entered the arena of the unwell.
i think today would be best spent offline. and so it shall be.
grogginess? i has it.