Long process

I have been obsessed all afternoon with getting the white brick wall, which is cutting off the blood supply to my right arm, straight.

I can't straighten it and keep it the right size for uploading.

I'm artistically compromised.

I was going to say something poetic about reflections and creativity and fusions and juxtapositions and random shit like that but that's all gone out of the window now.

Anyway, it's the other side of this.


Here's a song called Breezeblocks to cheer this terrible situation along.