“You Hear Jimmy, You Just Can’t Hear Jimmy!”

I’m turning into a girl – my genitals are shrinking and my breasts are enlarging. Jokin’. Just being goofy. But lyrics to songs used to just flow between my ears without much retention, yet now songs that I’ve heard merely the beat to, have opened up to reveal greater more detailed meaning. So many love songs, so little time. Damn, I’m a punk. That’s not being negative, that’s my ego, and he’s Tuff.

I feel good today. I’m getting manic – it feels good. I shall breathe it in while it lasts.

It’s round 2 and the question is worth the prized toaster oven emblazoned with my smiling visage. (Worth lots I tell ya.) Name from whence that quotation came?

Later, Ash out.