Now that things have settled down a bit school-wise, I feel my brain has been able to function again. My chemistry teacher is a bit obsessed with everyone passing the AP test, which equates to selling your soul to the chemistry devil-incarnate. Though I doubt a devil like Satan would even bother with that sort of thing. He has enough problems with friars throwing drunken Bible orgies in his colon. Chemistry is a fun subject, when taken in moderate doses of course. Now that I must stay afterschool three times a week for this tripe, I'm ralphing equilibrium constants left and right.
I have gotten quite a handful of albums since I've last updated this thing, most notably the Faust "Wuemme Years" boxset. It was all
Timothy Leary's fault.