get in your go-kart and go little sister get in your go-kart and go

d-d-d-d-d-dddrums
and why oh why oh why did you have to go and die.
would so want to hear your gorgeous voice live. R.I.P. Mark Sandman.

early to bed early to rise makes a man or woman miss out on the night life

 was at a foam party last night. (at this lame place that i like because it's a bit lame. maybe i feel at home) so, after the party i realized my next train wouldn't leave until 5. waiting at the railway station half past 2 isn't the best. but i met a french-italian guy dressed in white with a white bicycle and walked around with him for a bit. (got to practice my french yay) but didn't want to go drink vodka with him so i fled to maccy d's, and i have to admit, the cheeseburger was delicious. and i killed a lot of time playing mahjong on my phone and then i watched music videos and found something great: live performances by morphine (one of the best 90's blues/alt.rock/jazz bands i know and the singer's deep voice is incomparable aaaaaaaa soooo wonderful) but then a guy who had lost his shoes (he had dirty toes and a homer tattoo on his arm) interrupted me and asked what time it was and then my train came so

this is Morphine.

this is Morphine.

this is Morphine.