Thursday 20 November 2008

lord...a god sized h'over/ two cans k before my appointment, one post, several stella the young eve and then ran into v- whom c-'d gifted with a bud sized like a bloated hedgehog/ christ what a wopper/ thus we sat, snipering the cack, falling off our seats with fits of coughing and laughter for, fresh and uncured we were forced to microwave a bud/ but i tell thee, lunar fucking trajectory, as welsh has put it/ skunk just seems to get more and more potent (if you are conversant with the correct entities, that is)/ listening to the (according to some guy on youtube) rare and extended 6 minute plus version of how soon in now but i'm sure it's the same as the version on meat is murder/ the other version was merely shortened to be played on chart shows and-set-er-ah/ oh well.../ also 'd dylan covering big joe williams' baby please don't go (though i still think the version by them is the best around)/ 've been playing a lot of brendel playing schubert to the dog and it relaxes him to the point you can hear this low rumble of contentment between pieces/ he is just a great dog/ he also bears a striking resemblance to a seal/

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