Something about the Christmas Season and Nutcrackers always reminds me of Tchaikovsky...I just can't quite place it...
Actually cleaned my house today. Hooya.
Try cleaning a house while you're blasting classical music at 1000watts. Something magical about that. It's even more fun if you dance to the beat with whatever you are using to clean.
Call me eccentric, just call me. Ba dum ching.
So I'm talking to myself in the bathroom mirror while I watch the scrubbing bubbles evaporate and get high off the seven chemicals in my toilet and I realize that I'm losing my mind so I tell myself to shut up and turn on the bathroom vent.
Slowly but surely I am going insane in a hurry I am, but I am not alone and I am unanimous in that perception of the conception of my realities. Sweet!
-Robert
