Oooh you're a naughty mess

f'n' purdy gurd/ sipping strong cafe au lait and listening cpt. beefheart, ice cream for crow/ un-hung-over consequence of low alc. intake la nuit d. and an early night/ the cold persists though is now little more than an annoyance/ stereo phenomenal/ been listening to john coltrane, settin' the pace, this chill morn., jaw agape at the pace and clarity of my system/ switched my generic leads for some qed quenex 2s yester. thus removing the penultimate weak-link-in-the-chain/ sheeyut it rocks/ still waiting for my speaker stands and pogues albums tho' it seems deliveries range from lightening quick to lead slow and everything in between/ the ease and thrift with which i've built this fine system is yet another affirmation that in certain respects i've moved forward considerably and self and outer exploration are fine ways of achieving that/ anyhoo, must jet...