Ooo Leide, Weh! O, Leeeeiiide!
The jumps. The jumps. The dotted-eight-sixteenths. The Aidan. Aahhhh
Vasks!
Dvorak! Specter's Bride.
I give up. If I just ignore how cool all these things are, I may have some vague chance of writing something almost worthwhile.
But not this month.
Thanksgiving? Classes?
The jumps. The jumps. The dotted-eight-sixteenths. The Aidan. Aahhhh
Vasks!
Dvorak! Specter's Bride.
I give up. If I just ignore how cool all these things are, I may have some vague chance of writing something almost worthwhile.
But not this month.
Thanksgiving? Classes?