# woke up aching all over due to the crypt-like bone-sucking lovecraftian cold of this lousy flat again; obviously didn't have the foresight to dress appropriately for bed - currently a thin yoga mattress a sleeping bag (slept on top of) and a large thick blanket with a dense pink foam exercise brick for a pillow since ordinary pillows hurt my neck it's very quiet outside - thankfully the pair of little baskets who *constantly* ride around this area all darn year with ir deliberately loud growling low-cc motorbikes are indoors; what a waste of youthful talent it would be if ir daily decision to make hundreds of local resident's lives miserable with ir noise and dangerous driving bs were severely curtailed - say if socially clotheslined ir legs lightly broken and a giant flaming kayak paddle locally manifesting and repeatedly beating the antisocial tendencies from such wilfully ignorant space-ape bodies oh what a spontaneous silent autumnal joy - to be a thousand miles away from other people they obviously have zero regard respect or common decency for or for me henry swanson to own a warm actually *designed* and expertly constructed house at least 100 miles away from such boring stupidity // republic of bob