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you're the dawson
longest day ever.
i have an amazing internal clock. every day this week, and this it the god's honest truth, I have looked at my alarm clock to see that it was 7:59, one minute before the alarm goes off. That's freaking bizarre how stuff like that happens, but it's happened for 5 days in a row, and it happened a good deal last week.
went to work, went to lunch, got my new room assignment, and with tim, moved my shit from walsh to edmonds. then i helped katie move into voute, then the three of us went to cambridge. they were not entertained by my cd buying so went off to do other stuff, meanwhile, i bought:
vic chesnutt - about to choke, elvis costello - my aim is true, nick drake - pink moon, guided by voices - mag earwhig!, looper - the geometrid, make-up - save yourself, mansun - six, shuggie otis - inspiration information, the pixies - doolittle, sleater-kinney - call the doctor, sunny day real estate - lp2, the secrets - thin cities, and that very well could be it.
then back to bc and tim mike oly and i caught jay and silent bob, which was painfully funny.
then back home, where i spruced up my room, looked at internet, got reintroduced to some stupid old insecurities, and listened to music. i'm like 8 cds away from filling this shelf, then god knows what i'm to do. and now the internet is broken, fucking great. i'm gonna go smoke a butt and when i come back maybe things will be working once more.