rita nom) lovely 050922 ... tilt meter maid. 050923 ... raze the song that was playing when my mother walked into my room unannounced like she did on so many nights when i had to hike up my pants in one hurried motion so she wouldn't catch me in the act of exploring my own nascent body in a house that hated anything slouching toward pleasure and with her twisted bitter face laid down socks and underwear still warm from the dryer and said, "do you not want to be here anymore?" and all i could do was lie to save myself from being made to feel even smaller than i was already, hiding from her loveless eyes. it's always been my least favourite moment on "sgt. pepper". 240912 what's it to you? who go blather from