If that's what the technical term for it is.
I played cards for.... 4 hours.
Changed to Sociology.
No more Psycho, thank fuckkkkkk.
Went bike-hunting, but nothing.
The non-boy who is becoming the boy let me share his coffee.
He has my iPod.
And shall return it to me at work tomorrow.
Could be... interesting if he gives it to my.... boss.
Oh, the lyrics.
The bad-mouthed lyrics....
Yet it has all of my friend's music on it, not any of mine, so.... not so bad.