wines's debtors are at the door. maybe their tab will get paid. (he still owes me)

wines and spices are fighting again

baby, teach a machine how to bleed

you never open your polycule. you never hang my picture in your tiki bar.

you never bring back the dinosaurs. you never hang my picture in your tiki bar.

i never take you to bangladesh. i never cook you sausage on an open flame

mercury is gone

adornment

it's not "magic numbers" it's a series of very clearly labeled magic boxes. and you can't get mad at me for that

ya girl is learning rss

i hear chariots

3, 2, 1, let's jam

i'm not CLEAN clean but i'm no longer DRIPPING with viscera. at all times. so that's... progress?

I didn't! :D

i am not going to break sobriety on day 101. i am not going to do it

oh, right, premonitions mean things

oh, right, premonitions fucking mean things.

my kingdom for THERMOREGULATION

it's still the stuff of legends, you know.

so you're perfect together