My Xmas gift is going to be late. Like second week of January? Sucks, I know, but the part that’s causing the delay is going to be insane. So hang in, Santa’s coming.
In other news, I’m sleeping sixteen hours a day and listening exclusively to metal. Metal is a little like punk in that it’s more of a spirit/geist than anything – not just a sound. And it requires patience, much like classical music. Anyway.
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