So I dragged myself out of bed to do more than just write, or play music this morning. It's laundry day and my skinny jeans aren't going to clean themselves. So I'll finally be clean today. No more filthy punk rock girl with the same dirty skirt on. I really don't have much to share today. I'm going to the hospital later on with my Dad to see my Mom. She is doing better but they still have to run a fuck load of test on her. So we will see. Other than that crapola. It's basic as a wood chip. I'll be making a video today of JoJo and I playing our instruments. It will be a little demo of him playing the Electronic Sutriman and me playing the Electronic Harpsichord. Like Lurch for the New Age. We suck real bad so it should be very fun. That is all. I had a weird dream I was on a bus to nowhere with a lot of women and children. Probably the new concentration camps. I am already psychically picking up the misery behind all of that. I also watched a pretty interesting documentary yesterday about Ayn Rand and how her philosophies are like the back bone of the tech movement and have been since like the fifties. Industrialization is one of the most depressing things to happen to civilized man. But we have gone too far and there is no turning back at this point. The Singularity had arrived and none of us are going to survive. So I'll see you in the ashes. I will be the girl wearing clean skinny jeans, typing subversive blog posts frantically on my lap top. This has been a flat-scan message form Josalisa...as predicted I am in a RiOt.
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