The furnace is evidently stuck on “Solar Flare Enema” here at Hotel California, I thought I was in goddamn Cuba when I woke up this morning. I’ll be sleeping with the windows open tonight, which will make things interesting when the 70 mph winds crank up at midnight and blow a predawn thunderstorm in. Yeah…maybe it’ll add a bit of drama to an otherwise unremarkable night.
N.P.: “Traitor” – The Sugarcubes
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