Strawberry Fields

Thursday evening, you know where I'm at. Right now we're critically listening to the Fab Five. Fucking real tight if you ask me. Professor just mentioned the panning sitar. I once wrote a paper about the effect of the sitar on western music. Basically I'm a hippy. Is there such a thing as neo-hippies? Why not right? Sort of like a new wave of hippies that aren't as lame, but still border on being free spirits.

Been trying to get back into the game recently. Tickets seem to be on a limited basis, but I've got my name in the lottery. I think I realized today that I enter this bizarre cycle. I was going to explain said cycle, but A) I'm lazy B) My professor keeps looking at me and C) Strawberry Fields forever.

Also check out my twitter, I pretend I'm the best nation in the world, and I'm friends with Shaq: twitter.com/usausausa