Gibberings
Dad told me never to use XTREE when he wasn’t in the room.
January 5, 2009 ~ 08:20:38 PM * -08:00ST
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Log # 357
2008-04-07 Coagulated Twittering
- Autechre in the city. Lights went out and bass grapeshot my ribs, slapped me upside the skull, plucked the tendons of my neck: a wet cello. #
- Been watching too much House. Told a friend that voluminous yellow snot indicated infection, then jabbed his forehead: Does that hurt? This? #
- The Hunt for Red October OST in the car on the way to work lends a certain tragic, Soviet grandeur to the proceedings: I, SIR, AM COMMUTING. #
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