mood: hungry music: 'lament' by the cure

ack. today sucked.

hey i forgot to mention yesterday. i've got an ingenious plan. ok, so:

step 1: find a piano. the saloon kind that stands up and doesn't take up too much space.

step 2: get rich. moderately rich will do.

step 3: hire someone to build a custom inner frame for the piano. (the steel thing that holds the strings) the frame must be square so that all it uses all the same strings.

step 4: string the entire piano with middle C strings.

step 5: press any key. they're all the same tone.

step 6: declare it modern art and sell your magnum opus to the local museum, preferably a museum of modern art. claim it represents the futility of modern life. its ordinary and old-fashioned shell fools the common viewer into trying, while upon closer inspection it dashes all hopes of suceeding in a modern society of liars and spin doctors.

step 7: get more rich.

c'mon, isn't that the best idea you've heard in years?

---Goei---