Telemetry, It's *measurably* better.

[albatrosscancer]

in the dream, I was getting picked up by friends. they picked me up in a big rig diesel truck. but first they drove it recklessly back and forth on my my street in front of my house. you know sharp turns and leaving tire marks and all. but eventually they stopped and let me in. when i went in. there was no one in the front. they were in the trailer. and off we went. only my dad was trying to get in to and he was hanging off the door. and he came in. and i was sure come along and hang out with us, dad. and he was like okay. and he liked it. now we were all in the back and i noticed no one was driving and i was like who's driving? and then i noticed the truck was just hitting curbs back and forth and that's how we were staying in the street. and i remember i started talking on the little intercom thing that talked to other drivers. and this old man came on with old music in the background. you know like those trumpets with that thing in them that stopper or whatever. then there was thing i ate that was disgusting. it was like a green candybar. and there was all these sodas that were half full and bud light. we were all gathered around this ice chest looking for food to eat and drinks to drink. and then it changed. but the rest is longgggggg. it goes from a witch who wants to go to rome. to these giant commercial wachine machines to a nasty party to the initials RYB.
but forget about that.

let us cheeer. for last weekend was an enjoyable one. i gave her the gifts and she liked them and i saw her but i left. and she chewed the candle very well. and in the morning mass spooning was a comfort. and the tattoo on her chest, i loved it.