you got a death wish, Johnny?

not that i know any johnnies or john anyway.
i wouldn't mind knowing a few though.
nowadays the sun is hot on the hotside and yet the wind is super chilly.
talk about god being indecisive.

everyday would be a cyclic process.
get up, shiver, fumble for the heater.
walk walk walk away for class.



somehow this feels so much better than high school.
the classes i mean.
other parts.... nah.


personal times is usually spent between the keyboard, fretboard and bottle.
not to mention grocery shopping.
it is therapeutic.
especially with mushrooms.


one for each month eh?
at least it's cheaper over here.




and... i can never leave out the fun box too.



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