Froyd’s Rants
red eye in an exit row
that actually is a good title for a possible book.
but that’s what I’ll be flying tonight.
so long.
my head hurts
it was a long day in archetypal psychology in cinema today, it hurts my mind.
when I get back, I’m cracking a bottle of mead that I bottled before I left.
When I left, it was at a 1.04 gravity level, down from a 1.065 gravity level.
that change equals roughly a 3.225% alcohol level in about a week and a half since I started it. by the time I get home, it may have gone up another percentage point or so.
I’m hoping.
and it tastes damn good too. Pictures? Maybe if you’re lucky.