Friday, March 04, 2005

When you lose contact with Reality

Spent last night in a 3 hour meeting of the LP board, destroying what false harmony existed there. Then roommates went upstairs to snort crazy drugs, I went to bed late in the night, got up to go to work and spent the day fiddling with wires, until it was time to go listen to oldies music again, and color with crayons. Now I'm back to fiddling with wires, waiting until its time to get in the car, listen to oldies and drive back to my abode, aka cracklandia.


1 comment:

chad said...

I'm sorry, brother. I don't like to hear you sounding down. I hope things get better.