Out earlier with too many people stuck standing under air-conditioning ducts where the floor wobbled and my elbows were of little use. i really like prodding people hard in the stomach. i got some bread stuff to eat but it wasn't really what i wanted so i came home and listened for the first time in ages to joy division with my hair wetting the spread and my stare blotted by paint flakes from the ceiling. like it never happened to you.