It would be sooo counterproductive for me to write anything good right now.

I WANTED to write about this:

and show these photos here:

and write about how you should watch out... because any day now, I'm going to bust out some footage where I'm wandering around some abandoned subway station, full of awesome art.

... and instead, after such a beautiful day full of rambling existence, and dreaming about how magical the subway could be, I'm just pissed at the MTA.  Manohman.

In.  Comp.  Et.  Ent.

Disgruntled is probably the mildest term that comes to mind at the moment.

Here we go, Day 202:

Prokofiev: Peter and the Wolf.  Shosti 5/8.