Even in spendour, this curious fate
Is more than I care to surrender, now it's too late...

I perform this week. I'm sick to ask anyone to come. Performing my own stuff is like stripping all of my clothes off and strutting in front of a crowd of strangers and then sitting on a stool spread eagle and saying "fuck me". Except worse.

But the worse part is expecting anyone to care/get it/give a shit.

It's not as if I have anything to say anyway.

Nothing that hasn't already been said.

It's a good thing I don't own firearms.

FUCK ALL OF YOU!!!!

(whoever you is)

FUCK!