Friday, December 19, 2008

late night neat beat manifesto

It's night. It's late. And I feel neat. Not the kinda neat like, "Oh, it's really neat and clean in here" but the kinda neat like, "I'm bored and feel like a bloated blow hole. Neat." The intent and connotation are completely different....

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