Rekkids
Ah, my hands are itchy and my nose is filled with dust. Either I've been hiding behind the third floor bookcase or I've been crate-diggin' for records.
Some Allen Sherman, Tom Lehrer, Supremes, Troggs, Johnny Cash, Animals... all for super cheap. I hit every damn thrift store between here and Leavenworth, and pretty much made four or five hours fly by in a whirl of "flip. flip. flip." Nice, lazy fucking day.
Came home, and managed to get all my cleaning done in about twenty minutes. Now, I've nothing else to do until it's time to get the boys from school. After that, I'm putting together a shelf and listening to the Skeletones cd I got yesterday. Domestic life. Word.
I have to do something now that I've met my fucking deadlines.
Some Allen Sherman, Tom Lehrer, Supremes, Troggs, Johnny Cash, Animals... all for super cheap. I hit every damn thrift store between here and Leavenworth, and pretty much made four or five hours fly by in a whirl of "flip. flip. flip." Nice, lazy fucking day.
Came home, and managed to get all my cleaning done in about twenty minutes. Now, I've nothing else to do until it's time to get the boys from school. After that, I'm putting together a shelf and listening to the Skeletones cd I got yesterday. Domestic life. Word.
I have to do something now that I've met my fucking deadlines.