Monday, September 27, 2010

best thing about this place are the showers, worst thing is the visiting hours.

Grinderman 2 is taking up all my time. there is no one else to turn to when you need a dose of darkness..the master of desire, loathing, love, sex and swampy, wretched, murderous lyrics is of course the one and only nick cave. I listen to this on the way to work and want to crash the van, take up drinking syrupy whisky and smoking at 8:30am... AND pick up a frigging dictionary so I can learn the art of language...not that I'll ever talk to people. I'll converse with the devil instead.

Turn the lights off, turn it up...and hey, be careful of the carpet.

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