integrity's gone swimming in dirty water

so i have in my posession a gibson J-200 acoustic. it makes me shudder whenever i look at it. its fuckin beautiful! its thunderous but sweet at the same time. I thought it was a '74, but Jon re-dated it, and its a fucking 1969 model.

well, time to go try and feel better.
i need a cup of coffee and a smoke.
after that, ill go fall out of bed with a thump and drag myself around until friday.
then there's some relief.

research?

theres a rule: one good cliche deserves another.
i hope thats a cliche. well, if its not, here's a truism.

I'm villianous. but saintly. well...i suppose i am patient, without being restless.

ok.