Shit, forgot I had a blog. And that society deemed it polite to fill it with content. This is why, head is numb. Get card fold card get envelope stamp envelope put envelope in card put card and envelope in cellophane rip sticky bit off fold cellophane. Repeat ad infinitum.
Limbs become autonomous pieces of machinery, the brain wanders and things get dark. Gangsta rap seems to have found a place as the choice audio for business related activites. Cream get the money, dolla dolla bill y'all!
Credits for ground breaking mobile photography go out to my main man Phil Procter
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