the four bites of the brown recluse spider on my leg are healing eloquently. leaking blood, pus, and any other sort of nasty multi-colored bacteria, it's no pleasure to look at. the antibiotics are doing what they are paid to. i'm happy the infections were caused by an insect rather than in-grown hairs leading to boils. thank goodness!!
i'm still unemployed. i'm on the trail to getting my driver's license. after finding a car, that's when i'll be working... somewhere. on base? yuck.
to me, the shins new album is a predictable dissapointment.
of montreal's is so-so. track 9 rules.
u? you? hugh?
try to tell me.