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Thursday, April 15, 2004
Ow.
No, really.
Ow.
Fucking OW.
That's about it. As you were, carry on.
***
(After mass quantities of Advil)
Consider this fact: I think of myself as reasonably highbrow. For example, a lover of classical music.
This is complete horseshit. I have been--in the absence of my LaunchCast personal station, which is mysteriously malfunctioning--listening to LaunchCast's classical station. I hate about 95% of what they play.
In contrast, I can listen happily to anything and everything they play that's big band. Like, indiscriminately.
That's just awful. Awful. It is.
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