nowhere nothin' fuckup

well, christmas is really coming, mates. the-whole-night making of a model-hotel ends with a conclusion that the date of a consign is postponed. ha ha ha. gosh! so happy that it's all behind me. visited a concert of the year /can't remember better one now/. victory at sea and metal hearts at 007. was it fragile enough? think so.

listening

victory at sea, built to spill, guided by voices

reading

the anatomy lesson by philip roth
dubliners by whosoever? don't ya know?

watching

the simpsons. the sixth episode called moe'n'a lisa is for me the best one in the 18th season. moe became a bukowski-like poet. the episode include a funny reference on philip roth. haha.