97th post

just for the sake of posting the 97th post.

I can't wait for the freakin' sem to be fuckin' over. I've got ideas that the computer does not want to document, got licks that my wrist does not want to help me with, got a look that the cool side of me does not bother to rectify.

Freak man. I look like a computer-banging, paper-eating, guitar-shedding, freakin' nerd.

Ah gawd these days be gone and over with in the best possible way.