What’s the last thing you’d expect yourself to be doing at 3 in the morning?
Searching for some dsylexic relative’s cellphone in a dank, dingy theatre hall. Where the black carpet matches the color of the phone and the intelligence level matches that of specially gifted cockroaches.
Oh well, at least i got out of the house today. Big achievement considering i’m in the process of turning into a hermit.This is eventually going to be the case as i feel the need to isolate myself from my friends for awhile. i need some space, some solitude from the hive. Or something like it.
Now Listening To : Finley Quaye (feat. Beth Orton) – Dice