sometimes you feel like a jackass. sometimes you delete a post (although the snow tonight really was pretty beautiful.) sometimes you are really glad you bought Thunder Lightning, Strike even if you did have to do it directly from the label in england and it took like two weeks to arrive. sometimes you feel guilty you still haven't written back to thomas cause you have been completley fucking swamped and exhausted and sick and you have a nagging suspicion your boss is going to be pissed at you for not staying in sandwich for another day but you didn't want to get sick again and they are sending you mixed messages anyway and you will get back to thomas as soon as you can. this sounds like a trainspotting monologue, so i'm reverting to a less ridiculous mode of speech. Actually, fuck that. It's 2 am. I'm going to sleep. Too bad Tallullah is nowhere near as good as Liberty Belle and The Black Diamond Express. But then, i mean, what is?
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