Friday, March 06, 2026

Bodies, they must be dealt with.

Mine is gurgling. Probably because of my buckwheat crackers and pistachio butter binge.

One time I was in the car and with a friend and I played a longer piece of music for her on my phone and she wanted to stop it when it was most of the way through and play "Dust in the Wind" by Kansas, so we did that, and then we finished the "Impossible Soul" song. 

I played her "They Are Night Zombies" because that was the first one I heard, on a college radio station in Claremont, and she didn't like it so much because it reminded her of people going to war, but I felt differently than her, and I still really like it.

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