Learning behavior, the exhibition of

[serinde]

And now they're watching Constantine, the good God only knows why. There is not enough tequila in the world, and even if there was, none of it's in me. With no sweet cushion of alcoholic haze, I stayed to the spot where we have a slow-motion worm's-eye-shot of the cigarette falling out of The Keanu's hand as he is about to exit a cab. Aaaaaand...we're done.