chomsky is so irritating. he writes in incomprehensible english.
joe hisaishi always gives me the urge to play the piano properly.
its so good to be me…
all these linguists. using all the big words. psychogenesis epistemological
clouds are moving dramatically outside my window. thunder rumbling from afar. will it be acid rain on earth day?
irish coffee and their tunes. just realised i haven’t had a taste of irish coffee.
there are a few things that reminds me only of my friend wanga. mojo is one of them.