So I was thinking and comparing myself to the previous notions I once held as to what and I wanted to be by now, and concluded that I am indeed a fuck-up. Although this prospect was disheartening at first, my attention was quickly drawn to the history of Wheaties. Apparently they were a fuck up too, but plenty of people like Wheaties. Perhaps someone will find a practical and nutritional use for me as well
On a seperate note, I used my tax return money to buy an Italian made 1965 Eko electric 12 string. It has never really been owned or played, still has its factory tags and original strings and came with a rectangular hard case with fuzzy orange interior. Dig it.
Visit my web site and click on "Eat the Media" and watch segments of my short films, OR ELSE!
On a seperate note, I used my tax return money to buy an Italian made 1965 Eko electric 12 string. It has never really been owned or played, still has its factory tags and original strings and came with a rectangular hard case with fuzzy orange interior. Dig it.
Visit my web site and click on "Eat the Media" and watch segments of my short films, OR ELSE!
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