And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence.” —Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves
…signed me up for Catholic Church newsletters.
…she ran up to three youths smoking a blunt causing one of them to freak out and hop the nearby fence. The other two remained still while Beatrix sniffed furiously at their blunt. “Sorry guys, the dog gets high.” “Oh shit, ha”
- Not surprising in the least
- Philadelphia makes the perfect case study of how fast things can crumble
My cell phone has been broken for the last three or so days. I’m really trying to work on changing that Monday. Also, MPC/D is in the works.