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8:29pm
i hate when i feel a cross between nervous and tired.
5:30pm
me playing guitar
i had totally forgotten that i used to own a white rickenbacker.
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going through hours of sucky
ass live video tapes
of The Blue Up? playing is so painful/bittersweet/funny/horrifying.