sebaceous cystworthy

barely forming sentences today, it's arrows like bled white
[sense?]

in honor of my newest [fresh jivest?!] internet word/grammar fixation/obsession/FIND, the rhymeZONE [something really early 90s r&b about the name], the list gist, i insist.

→ party last night: kinda arty, saw marty and mccarty, really hearty.

→ on spin.com, bound stems, what gems!

→ don't fool me for a predator, but should i be a copy editor [when i grow up?]?


oh man. apologies for the worst [cursed! unrehearsed!] entry ever. it's over now. hopefully kevin's done with his year-end lists for me, and then we can all read something good [understood?!].

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also - is anyone sitting in front of a computer working today but me? internet desert today.

also ↓
thunderbirds are now! at the lager house new year's eve! you live in detroit, the promised land where you can party on nye for less than 10$ cover, so do it! there's a dance party, some other bands AND it's mr. mike durgan's LAST show ever with tan! you'll have major regrets about not ushering that guy onto bigger and better things.