||[Oct. 16th, 2001|09:27 am]
|[||Your mom ain't listening to
|||||Orgy - Fiction (Dreams In Digital)||]|
i need a road trip. no passengers, no destination, no worries, nothing but me, the open road, and a vast mp3 collection to keep me company. the more deserted the road, the better. *sigh* the artist's soul locked away within the blue-collar workers' son, what a terrible thing to occur...