another study (this appelation serves as a defense)

this screen hurts my eyes. my hands and arms pinch and ache. there's something i'm avoiding. it's...going to a hotel. a miserable thing to do when the hotel is cheap. always a rip off, unless someone else is paying. an institution is best. no guilt there about the bad value. $100/night translates to $3000/month.

this screen hurts my eyes. god, the light. it's like looking into heaven. some new york version of heaven. i'm pleased by the presence of the telelphone. i can make any necessary calls. and boy, can i make them. to peru, to new york, to firebaugh. do the nasty dance you dumb shit fuck head fucked up with a bat to your skull mother boo boo bear!