Thursday, December 18, 2008

Dear Body,

We are very tired. When the alarm went off, we were not 'already' awake, we were 'still' awake. We have now been awake for over 24 hours.

We are not amused.

In the words of Miiru, 'die in a fire'.

No love,
Your Head.


  1. I can't believe you have such a rude label, Sir Tessa.

    And if you're going to go out clubbing with Siberian Shamen off the R.S.S. Blatnikov for five nights running, not understanding that they're powered by magic mushrooms and elk antler powder, it's your own damn fault if you're tired.


  2. You need to emulate dolphin finger puppets: one part of their brain sleeps while the other keeps on working.


  3. It's one of the few labels I use that is clear in its meaning, instead of being some cryptic obscure in-joke with myself. IT STAYS.

    I've been awake for about 36 hours now.

    I don't need no stinking magic mushrooms or elk antler power. The shamen bow unto me, for lo! I am Crankisaurus incarnate.

    And I eat dolphins. I eat both sides of the brain at once.