Monotone

[infinity_exists]

Nothing interesting these last few days. Adam wanted me to create a composition out of a record of some philosophic record of mine, but I don't particularily think that is necessary. So, I will not. However, Adam has asked me to tell you all that he is a father. We know no other details, however, since he seems to be obsessed with some monkey, suspicions as to who contains the child are already being focused...

Not sure if anyone will actually get to read this, or if maybe it will be drowned out by Span's amourous poems about some mystery love. So, adios.