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Jun 12, 2007 20:40

summer shoes = gnarly blisters.

Justin sleeps most of the time. I don't think he's eaten any yogurt as I advised him, which is no no good as antibiotics destroy stomach flora. When he wakes up, I'm going to force him to have a bowl. It's french vanilla, not such a bad thing.

Work has been so effin boring lately. I have been dealing with stuff I let slide these past couple months in order to make my sales goal. Now I have hours of paperwork to fill out for digital distribution. The only excitement is watching Bmore musicians, like Dan Deacon, become the next big thing. Ditto with scrappy weird kid L.A. bands like No Age, who have releases on scrappy weird kid L.A. labels we carry such as Teenage Teardrops & Post Present Medium. My daydream is to have these L.A. bands descend upon Bmore to play with all our spazzes and promote bi-coastal love ala riot grrrl's early days (Olympia + DC = hellz yah!)

The dishes aren't done, man, and they ain't gonna do themselves. Such is my action-packed life.
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