Thinking about writing a sonnet? Try this.
Finally found a copy of The Smiths Louder than Bombs. I used to have it on vinyl, cd, and cassette. Without it, I've felt like half a person, in a panic, I saw golden lights that oscillated wildly, now it's back to the old house.
Blame that album cover for seducing me into smoking years ago.
Been spending much time listening to Numbers lately.
I like to call people Bill Murray, too.