maybe isaac brock is right. right about me, anyways.
someone told me yesterday it has expired. and i believe they are right... so now my feelings change over only in a night. in brown copper coils, i tried to hammer them through, but couldnt do it fast enough, good enough, to get to CU. so here i sit with legs touching at the knees and feet turned inward, holding only a four leaf clover ... or so i thought... but now i see it was only three.