Over

Coma White- Marilyn Manson


I broke my ID card. That day. The I fixed it. But it broke again. I tried to talk some sense into it. The darn thing refused to comprehend. It refuse to comprehend Feviquik. Poor thing.
Looks like I won't be seeing anything for  long time.
I saw interconnected Venn diagrams. I love those things. I saw proof of psychological string theory. Which is basically a souped up glossy version of chaos theory. Feeling smart? Anyone? Me neither.