Cahak is already giving me shit for not blogging enough in 2008. That's a good roommate right there.
Oh my, there are so many things to tell you all about. So many things to just opine on I wouldn't know where to start.
So this post is like a place holder for espousals to come. Grand thinkings on how we as a species fail so dramatically at communicating with me. I don't know how you folks do it with others. I'm guessing you do it well. They all seem so happy and charmed.
I barely accomplished anything I wanted to get done today. Tomorrow after I:
1. makes tapes
2. write music
3. read books
4. finish doing the dishes
I will get to the dark heart of all your failures. Be ready.
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