Nothing like blogging from a coffee shop. So, yeah, computer's still down. If i learn to save money i might get a new one. Ian, i don't have your new # and your cell never works. Call me. Work sucks. Doing this in a coffee shop is really uncomfortable. Really, what do i have to say from a coffee shop. Band's coming alng. jamming like crazy. Everything's heavier and louder and stranger. I like that. Anyway, on a more personnal note: life is fucked. My jaws been broken. My heart is wrapped in ice. My fangs have been pulled. And i really wanna see you tonite. Dog day and SLK tonite. Let's find a dark corner and make out. Who knows when i'll be on this again. Hugs and kisses on all your pink parts. alfred