Rocking out on the inside

In the foyer of the Nat Lib. Only hep cats refer to the Nat Lib. Or the Nat Rad. I'm not rocking out to the Nat Rad in the foyer of the Nat Lib. I was listening to Cherry Bomb. Last night my computer became obsessed with randomly generating post-punk. I made dhal. And Kerala coconut and cucumber curry. Yum. I had some left over that I was intending to luncheon upon today. But I forgot it. Which I only realised while half way down Willis Street. Bah.