I'm tired of wasting gas living above the planet
Mister, show me the way to earth
Velvet Goldmine soundtrack = all the best non-Bowie glam rock songs in Bowie style.
a Transmission from Counter-Earth into suburban dens and pot parties, the last flourish of Ziggy before the skin was shed, plus the Troggs for some reason
everyone can wait until it's my time to check the app. if we're friends, you can text.
Call it childfree elder millennial privilege. nothing an app can say to me -- work apps included -- is all that important. Nothing deserves immediate response.
