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I bought two records yesterday. The newest new pornographers album - twin cinema and a single by Menomena. I saw them at sasquatch with JR last year. we both were drunk and way too hot to move so we planted ourselves down and to listen to a band we'd never heard of. they had all there instruments rolling, hardly any rocking but they blended it so well, and it was chill and jazzy and we both enjoyed it quite a bit (which isn't the easiest task if you take in to account JR's love for bands with names like pig destroyer). I never could find a cd of theres, but now, a vinyl single. sweet. and I had twin cinemas on my computer, but it's a good one to have a record of. they layer there keys and and have loud vocals. vinyl sort of blends sounds more than a cd, things are closer to the same volume level, so you can hear parts you might have missed otherwise. it works out awesome sometimes, I think this will be one of those cases.
Joe and I went bowling with my father yesterday. Take in to consideration that this is my new found hobby, and I have been practicing often. my father hasn't bowled for atleast 10-15-20 years. I beat him the first game, he smashed us the next two. they weren't even close. i wasn't home when my mother got home last night but I know he was bragging like no other. I've been whoopin him at foosball and the like, so it's good for him to think he still got's it a little.
Sometimes, no matter how many times you try or how many times you reiterate the same information in different ways, you can never get someone to understand where you're coming from. you just can't. that's all I have about that, no story that follows, at least not now. no one gangs anything from gossip. and though a little gossip is fun sometimes, not today. I just woke up.
Joe and I went bowling with my father yesterday. Take in to consideration that this is my new found hobby, and I have been practicing often. my father hasn't bowled for atleast 10-15-20 years. I beat him the first game, he smashed us the next two. they weren't even close. i wasn't home when my mother got home last night but I know he was bragging like no other. I've been whoopin him at foosball and the like, so it's good for him to think he still got's it a little.
Sometimes, no matter how many times you try or how many times you reiterate the same information in different ways, you can never get someone to understand where you're coming from. you just can't. that's all I have about that, no story that follows, at least not now. no one gangs anything from gossip. and though a little gossip is fun sometimes, not today. I just woke up.