i am getting prettyburned out on this project, need to shelve it , and reactivate it,
dealing with those chicken bones has left me with this wierd taste in my mouth i think its the hot glue burning old dryed chicken fleash, ,melted together, , it has this residual flavor to it
by tommoror this thing will have some factsimuly of being done,
i feel like Rommel constructin fortarace Europia,
"We need more mines and wire! like millions!"
I think its like this with every project, i get just about there and quit, turn it awound and shelve it for another day, but when that day comes, i am relaxed to know how to stop it or make it complete, the final act of sumerising the whole thing, its nessary componetes,
The fat boy slim has been blarring away here in the studio, , and placement of the roaches to the ass of the horce , arn't enough,.
