2005-02-24 - 7:33 a.m. The current mood of at

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feeling: hearing:

why is it steaming?

well, here we are in or around mile marker

fifty-eight on route ten in florida...

or alabama...

or something.

we ended up in georgia last night after a few wrong turns or in actuality, a lack or right turns or any turns at all...

took some time to get back to where we wanted to be.


regarding shit, we were just stuck behind a manure truck with freshly steaming shit funking up the road for us.

luckily, organic decay causes enough heat to make the pile steam.

or maybe that was back in florida.

man, i'm really fucking tired and i miss new jersey.

i would still rather be out here getting lost and staying up all night than slaving away hooking up wires for someone who doesn't appreciate or make use of my mind.

fuck commutes.

viva l'open road.

tomas is driving. he just put on the postal service and closed his right eye so i thought he was asleep.


you don't get this at a nine to five.

there is still no good way to describe it...

good times, i guess...

but i'll keep trying to put it into words and remember the things i can remember...

try to make words out of chaos that will hopefully spark memories and stories for the future to enjoy...

very organic.

forget this digital fucking off...

i get to watch the scenery go by now!

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welcome to where time stands still... - psp pwnx0rz.

this is not good music.

you can hate me now.

check this out! it's a toilet full of poop!

welcome to central industrial. we are the future.

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