Oooh you're a naughty mess

...flushed with slaughter...he...ranged the wild deserts red with monsters gore. homer

f'n'n' 'k'/ drinking china tea, black, and pasting the disparate fragments of my self back together (an ambitious notion, but one must have goals)/ currently as bust as a humorous remark (and it certainly ain't funny)/ not reading much/ listening to a lot of music as per/ hendrix has found his way back into my cd player (having played his two best albums to death i needed a bit of a break)/ current aural intake: 1983, hendrix; whispering leaves; distant siren/ head dense and unsettled so will write more when i've attained some degree of equilibrium..