Fuuuuuuuuuuck

Packing up the bits of my life I want to keep. Throwing away the rest. Did not make enough allowance for how shit crazy it's all getting. Mix this stock exchange bar graph with a cosine expression to describe Shazam and you see how fucked I am.

HOT in the day, soft rain at night... The Sunday night of EVERYTHING. The Monday of EVERYTHING else.

Dinner and drinks with Susan, Candy bar and PK at the door; drinks with the HOUSE CREW - 33 COURTRAI ROAD - moving out to 3B. And the QUANTUM JOURNEY ALONG THE WAY.