EADGBE

Not feeling too well of late. have enough phlegm and soreness of throat to begin speaking welsh.

Saw muse on holiday here recently, it was a little surreal.

Morgan finished up his national serfdom last week. we threw a party for him at amoy. while he went to 7 11 to get juice, we ambushed him and accosted him on the street ala clockwork orange. Decked out in wings, flags, capes, coyboy and jimmy hats, we dragged him to the park and stripped him, circling his nipples in black marker ( should have used white on hindsight ) and wrote FUNZONE with an arrow pointing down to his nether regions. After that we went back to the shophouse and locked him outside to face the treacherously homosexual evening streets of amoy alone. he squeals like a theatrically effeminate girl getting done in with a cactus. Later on Guru became a drunken lout again, reminding me why guru und hunde eintritt streng verboten.

i reckon last transmission will never get round to recording the last two songs, seeing as how tjinn isnt interested anymore, and everyone is going their own way. i miss playing a lot and my sundays feel kinda empty now. This massive cloud of ennui has been looming over my head most of this month/year and i cant seem to outrun it. nothing seems to be able to distract me anymore, no amount of smoke or drink seems appealing. even music becomes a poor substitute for silence sometimes. life's limits make themselves felt.