> rumble

235am on a monday morning and all i can hear are loud rumblings in the far distant skies, threatening mother earth with it's wrath, a promise to pelt the nearlands with violent dewdrops of liquidmurder; a bellowing-base shaking the very walls in my room. coupled with the rumble in my own feeble stomach, i resolve to tide thru the double malady with a hot cuppa milo and yet another indulgent