Puff my gimpy ankle...

I think it's time to amputate... Still a little sore from burningman, my ankle was healing nicely, until last night. I slipped and fell in water at the rep. I can always walk on it, but its back to being the size of a softball, lovely...

On Wednesday the 8th, whilst wallowing in post burningman depression, I went crazy and bought 4 books and tons of magazines. One of the magazines had a cd in it, which was exiting. I'm always looking for new music. When I got home, I remembered the playa had destroyed my stereo. It's time for the headphones. It's time for a new stereo. ...and it's time for a change...

"I've got soul, but I'm not a souldier."