[I've been doing a lot of writing on paper recently because it's nicer sitting outside. That means this writing is all delayed. So I think I wrote this Saturday sometime. Edits to the original writing will be done in square brackets...]

I've been reading On The Road, and the ironies haven't escaped me.
( There is a shit-load of rambling and redundant inner monologue behind this cut. It really probably isn't worth your time. )