I hope there are some thunderstorms in London while I’m there. Where the sky shakes the ground and lightning snakes through the sky for brief intervals illuminating the raindrops on their quick decent from the heavens.

Moderat sounds like rain… Grainy & wet. I want to listen to Burial in the middle of a storm. First and foremost right now though, I’d like to be able to walk to Neumo’s without getting the bottoms of my pants wet. Probably wont happen. My shirt is on inside out on purpose, and I finally found my god damn ear plugs. Well… Carlee did… They were on my desk right in front of my face the whole time… Stupid.