I disappear

[hartneedsfixing]

A little over ten days, and I get to say goodbye to meat again. I tried a French delicacy last night, after which I used half a bottle of mouthwash. That will never happen again. Exotic Matt is now dumbed back down to me occasionally wearing a grass skirt and coconuts.

The new Faint cd puts me in a good mood, unlike Miss Machine and Hide nothing, both of which Ebert and I give thumbs down.

Roanoke is a bit lonely for me sometimes...