foreshadowboxer

I now bury myself with the regret that this night shall bleed in to morn with me getting so little sleep. Work is killing me. My stomach turns to malignancy and eats away my enthusiasm driving me away from all I cherish. When I am tired I get mawkish. Tonight I wrote of pianos composing a cloud scarred sun symphony and touched Justine with all intentions of attempting to bring music through her. This is getting sappy and I need my restin four hours I get up and go to work for nine hours then come home and study most of the weekend. I am going to try to fit in the Blueprint / Illogic show on Saturday in Austin since I dont want to drive down to san Antonio tomorrow being first Friday and all. For those who dig underground hip hop I highly recommend the new Aesop Rock Ep. This was the direction I felt he should have gone in after Labor Days. Not saying that Bazooka Tooth is huge disappointment but after you listen to this you almost feel gypped. So for now off to my few hours of bliss before the hellfire. Night everyone.