http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kfGNZk0HfWo
I wish that I could download this video.
And it's weird because moments before I found this video I kind of came to grips with the idea of never hearing it again.
In other news, I saw Rich on the sidewalk today and figured I'd say hello, tell him I'd like to get his stuff out of the back of my car sometime. And when he turned around, the look on his face was one of those 'This is the last person I want to see' face. And it's stupid because I WOULD leave him alone if I could just get his shit out of my car. Then all I'd have to say to him if I ever saw him again would be 'Hey', or maybe nothing at all.
It's not that I'm mad at the guy or that he's mad at me. We're friendly. We joke, laugh. Tell stories. Whatever. But I just get the feeling that he thinks I still expect something of him and I really don't. I really can't expect anything from him. He can 'do' whatever he wants. It's not my problem. I'm slowly learning how to not take it personally. Gosh, though. It just makes me want to leave this town even more.
September should be good. I'm excited for 'Taking Woodstock', even if I just end up freezing my ass off in the middle of a feild. The ladies I met yesterday were pretty cool and I have a feeling that a lot of the rest of the peeps will be as well.
I finished Mick's album art but I'm just too lazy to post it.
As for the world of music. . .
Menomena.
And ooooooooold mix tapes.
