Let alone think of clever f'cking words to write the f'ck down. Just as I've not been able to hear myself think for 7 days. Ever since that Saturday (24/5) where, I'm pretty sure, I pointed out. If I'd ever f'cked up that clearly and f'cking obvious. I would have, immediately, packed up all my tools, all of my keys and all of my vans. To make sure I would already be in another country, without and extradition treaty, by now. I suppose though I can slip on my noise-cancelling headphones, update and look at plenty of pretty pictures of Foxes. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMT24yCZIxA (American Badass, Kid Rock, 2018, Official Audio). Not for too long though. It'd be nice to get at least one REM cycle in before the next dinner service(!)