Alive and Itching

I've kept the fire going for three days now and there's still so much left to burn. My fingers have duct tape around them to hold down the band-aids on my blood blisters. I go through four sweaty t-shirts a day in an effort to keep the stink monkeys at bay. I saw a stick finger man screaming in the fire and a fat spider ran up shorts. I impaled him with the butt end of the shovel. I still manage to practice guitar while watching movies; "Inside" testing even my boundaries of extreme horror. My sympathy goes out to Martin and the Mogwai crew.

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