I like it when I'm listening to myself on the radio.
I like it because it seems like the kind of thing that you could tell your friends about without sounding like you've gone off the high end and are sinking below the eight thousand layers of a surface you've built about yourself.
I guess it's o.k. to be cryptic if you're typing so fast that you can't really remember what you just put down a quarter of a second ago.
The music on the virtual player is blaring so loud I can't hear myself type and I want to turn it down because the IM window is flashing a bright sunny orange signifying that someone actually wants to talk to me but I can't make myself. I can't make myself click and I'm wondering what that person wants to tell me. I wonder if it'll be a let down when I hit the left mouse button.

Look out the window,
your parents are home.

.love.