I had some extremely sexy dreams last night. I must be doing something right to get such a reward. The last few weeks, my dreams had been slipping into the mundane. I had a dream about filling up my motorcycle with gas, for instance. Blah. I prefer flying, hunting, or dancing in my dreams. Pretty scenery helps too. Vacuum forming again. ABS. PetG. Toxic stuff. Then, back to Sticky Masses. I plan to visit the sexy lady this evening. After a bit of philandering, maybe I can resume work on sticky masses. The crickets just officially invaded the studio space. That is my cue to get out of here.
2006SEPTEMBER02
Music| Static-X, Wisconsin Death Trip
Shirt| Black with a pocket