pardon my weeks of silence, dear reader.
To Coffee! To self destruction via subtle addictions! to cigarettes, the addiction that never quite goes away...to coffee and cigarettes...
To those evil terrorists who hate our freedom! To those evil muslim terrorists stealing all my street parking during Ramadan!
To surfing past sunset, till you can't even see the waves coming at you anymore!
To friday nights alone, discovering new music!
To organic creamy jack cheese with portabello mushrooms! that shit is delcious and makes me feel like i'm eating a meal in a fancy restaurant even though I'm just sitting by myself in my boxers eating sandwhich salad and watching Hulu.
To the Postal Service (the music group, not the government service provider though they are great too)! Finally ending their ten years silence with a remastered two disc album including b-sides and remixes of their one and only album. I am very happy they put something new out. I love the strange melodramatic nostalgia postal service evokes in me, even though there is no rational reason for it. I guess that's why we listen to music, to live vicariously through the artist.
To Coffee! To self destruction via subtle addictions! to cigarettes, the addiction that never quite goes away...to coffee and cigarettes...
To those evil terrorists who hate our freedom! To those evil muslim terrorists stealing all my street parking during Ramadan!
To surfing past sunset, till you can't even see the waves coming at you anymore!
To friday nights alone, discovering new music!
To organic creamy jack cheese with portabello mushrooms! that shit is delcious and makes me feel like i'm eating a meal in a fancy restaurant even though I'm just sitting by myself in my boxers eating sandwhich salad and watching Hulu.
To the Postal Service (the music group, not the government service provider though they are great too)! Finally ending their ten years silence with a remastered two disc album including b-sides and remixes of their one and only album. I am very happy they put something new out. I love the strange melodramatic nostalgia postal service evokes in me, even though there is no rational reason for it. I guess that's why we listen to music, to live vicariously through the artist.
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