sometimes when i'm at meinhardt having a sandwich, which by the way are delicious, i find myself face to face with the new york times magazine...it happens at savary island as well...recently it happened in portland at a coffee shop i frequent there...so what? well, i steal them. i have no need for the whole newspaper...have you seen the size of that fuckin' thing? more paper than you could read in a week...anyhow. i only want the magazine. so i take it. it really is a good read. you should steal one somnetime.
i have mentioned this before. sometimes the old ipod brings up songs i haven't heard in a while. songs that remind me of something or songs that are just so fuckin' great or have something that makes them stand out...yesterday i was driving back from commercial drive and a p.w. long song called 'say it ain't so' came on...such sweet drumming on that baby...listen close. so good. i love that song.
funny. as i was getting this blog done. i had to stop to have a conversation with joel, my boss. it didn't go well. he freaked out at me. said he was maybe gonna snap. it was awesome. i did my best not to walk out and quit the show. i love the movies. and all i feel like doing right now is crying.
i love my job.
g. xo
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