2:34 Ante Meridiem in a Time Zone.

Typoerosis. Art has fled running dead for its stagnation, and I'm looking for the wood chipper. Thankfully, it has been a while since I've painted a pretty picture. Does anyone have any recommendations for good thermometers? I think I need a digital one and an older mercury one. I plan on typing cold this winter, and I want to take proper temperature measurements to determine the best time of black January to collect frostbite subtlety. Though a Cancun vacation is ingenious. I could go from black and white to sepia on a one-way flight. Home is tolerable, yet slightly constricting and claustrophobic. I think I will get out more often and collect new notes. Hopefully, now that world communication systems have frayed, a more jovial village life will return. Fucking concert ticket prices, I should have been a groupie.