a crimson oonce.

Is anyone else really unsurprised that there's some kind of Dance Party in the basement tonight? I mean, considering my desperate need for sleep and everything. At least it's mostly extremely boring electro house so there's nothing to grab my interest...until the next Balkan clarinet break, that is.

The above is what I'm listening to to drown out the DJ. If 200 electric guitars don't do it, what will.


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