Remember that band Shelleyan Orphan? Early 90's, male/female vocals, songs about meditating, exotic fruits, and sex in strange places in front of strange people? Art school girls in velvet outfits loved them? Yeah, I didn't think so.
Well, they're making my day livable right now.

I broke a window in my apartment today. I'd like to tell you that is was purely accidental. I'd like to do a lot of things.
Fuck. I don't know if I have female inconvenience, or if it's worrying about my
new job, or if I just plain lost my shit, but my Sunday isn't going as smoothly as a Wicked Girl's should.

Sundays at the Warehouse were nice.....