should nappy not accompany oats and pod this weekend:

call it a vision. or a premonition. either way, if nappy forsakes us, it's on her head.

`to whom it may concern, thank you for finding our rotting OMC corpses. we would like to apologize in advance for the inconvenience and leave a small compensation to cover the cost of cleaning us up and ensuring we are gorgeous once the vultures arrive. please wipe off any residual froth. and make sure any rope burns are covered up. also, make sure turn off the ipod - emily, elliott and thom are likely hoarse by now. farewell, cruel world, hello rejkjavik. X O X O ''