loaded raze when struck, the inner drum of my washing_machine sounds exactly like the percussion track that runs through the radiohead song "packt like sardines in a crushd tin box". every time i throw in a load of laundry, i like to do a little finger-drumming while singing, "after years of waiting, nothing came." (to which the laundry replies: "i'm a reasonable load. get off my case. get off my case.") 221102 ... epitome of incomprehensibility "She's loaded," my cousin Isaac said of me to Sue, earlier today. A moment's confusion: am I rich? But he was more literal: he meant my bags were packed and in the car. And I basked in their approval in my improvement - two (?) years ago before they drove me back I wasn't ready when they wanted to leave. I did catch the train, but my frantic last-minute packing caused rush and secondhand_stress for them. 260517 what's it to you? who go blather from