these days radio the radio is my sole entertainer. am i a parasite? well just hope not. I cocooned way too early i presume. i have also fallen in love with menthol rush. fills the mouth with icy invisible foam. i want to travel and dream of a 'bor'. even a shabby , tattered old funny looking pair would. just provoke me enough so that i can burst open the plastic wall of shame and travel!  old friends seem to be bygone optimistic thoughts. alas... and i thought i was    A Super Girl with fluffy love powers. bleh!