the rock's carrel rooms are nuts. another thing soon, not nomino but kind of bloggish i need to change that icon before i for real do start riding around the lower east side, flagged face
not like this hasn't always been the case, but so many songs throw me into these grandiose daydreams of bandanas, bikes, the lower east side, and blowing things.
I cannot drink anymore, these nightmares have to stop. There's a hollertronix mixtape in the mail for me; direct from turntable lab. obviously my key into the indy