well, he was mentioned like a thousand times today and i havent spoken to him in six months. what kind of bullshit is that? oh well. my violin arrangement for "oxygen" was refered to as, by my soulmate, "it sounds like a dying gopher being raped by an angry warm wet poodle playing the chimes while dancing on an evil harp." now theres a description. angry warm wet poodles rapes are up this year i heard. love to all. maybe some of you will have a better night that me.
peace, love, and misty blue ashes,