i had to listen to a lot of angry EBM and spacy ambient music for weeks now to cope with the screaming children across the road at the school and the intermittent disagreements with my housemate.

today i am on psytrance, and i am consuming no carbs except the traces remaining in my home brewed yoghurt made off UHT grass fed milk.

i am in a super space mode, bound for the Pleiades and my cousins up there in the heavens.