so i am in vintage vinyl this weekend looking for the new mates of state.  they didn't have it so i start sulking.  i had been looking foreward to this cd all week and i had to make a real effort to set aside cd money so i wouldn't spend it on shitty stuff like us weekely and expensive bottles of tea.  now i'm really sad and getting nervous because the rest of my crew is at the resturant across the street and i ran over to vintage after i order my food thinking i'll just grab my cd and come back before my food is sitting on the table getting cold.  so there i am, near tears and an anxiety attack when i tell my self "eff it, you have the money so just get something else." here is where the problem gets serious.  the store is packed and i am getting frantic and i just can't think of anything i want.  and instead of being wise and just leaving $15 richer than anticipated, i see this cd with a sticker that says " leeroy stagger is 3 parts wilco and 1 part ryan adams"  perfect.  i like wilco and ryan adams.  i pay and leave.  that night, i am driving to springfield to meet michael and i bust out the new goods.  but the goods were not goods.  they were bads.  guys, this cd is awful beyond redemption.  disappointed but still curious, i get on this guys website.  guess what...he's canadian.  this guy is a total effer.  he sucks so bad.  and by now my feelings are very hurt.  and this is why....in a vast sea of better choices, i fished out this loser because i have completly lost touch with good music.  did you know that i turn UP rob thomas when "ever the same" comes on? 

this is my plea:  i need good music suggestions.  please!  if you care about me you'll do it.

brokeback mountain is about gay cowboys.....in case you didn't already know.

i resolute to get a new job.  a real one.  i really do want to do it, but everytime i think of leaving broc, i want to cry!  my sweet sweet boy...how could i leave him.  but i must.  it's time to move on. 

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i wanted a new years kiss.

brandon flowers, you sweet sweet man.  you are short and hot and your hair is so dreamy.  oh, so dreamy.  i love all 5 feet and 4 inches of you, i swear i do.  i will find you and propose.  get ready, brandon flowers.

13 more days at my job!  i feel compelled to make one of those paper chains to keep by my bed and i can rip off a loop when i wake up to count down the days.  it's that exciting for me. 

i finally figured out donnie darko.  wow, that was a relief.  i have lost count of all the hours i have wasted cultivating that movie in my head.  the situation was getting severe but, thank god, victory over donnie darko is now mine.  someone ought to get me a medal...i am not joking.

i will leave you a reflection on my job...after working in the hub office of state democratic politics for several months, i thumb through the chicago sun-times and think to myself "i am going to read one of those political comics.  i should be able to understand it, right?"  &%#* no.  what the !*&% is "filibuster"?  off with your head, political comic.  you're probably not even funny.