band practise tonite and my throat is fucked. i started coughing out of nowhere and coughed my throat sore. i’m gonna see if there’s any syrup to hallucinate on. i was spying through the peephole at the new sketchbag down the hall and he coughed and perhaps that’s what triggered a coughing spasm of my own. the other nite some guy was honking like mental in front of the building and then screaming sketchbag’s name at the top of his lungs in the alley. good times.
