1.01.2010



unfinished.
started it in a cafe on Iskola utca on dec.24 while Sy ate chili and pogácsa...
but I scanned it in just in case it never gets finished.
started getting grease stains from following me around to every table I sat down to after that.
it probably has a bit of xmess dinner fish oil on it
surely loads of traces of coffee.
maybe I'm just not doing it because I feel guilty about the negativity
shit... the whole thing is based on guilt and negativity, doing a twirly waltz together to really tacky echoey elevator music.
it's all so heavy
why can't we just move on?