all hermitted up in his old woman apartment, which he's embarised by. (don't end a sentance with a prepasition, silly). silly boy, come out of your hold and come to the jazz show. (no dave, i want to stay here). come to kareoke, with this crazy woman we just met. (no dave, bring me pasta.) sigh... okay.
silly max.
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in other news...?
tomorrow it may be record breakingly cold. so go out an feel a sensation that most people never get to feel. the cold is a wonderfull part of living in this beautiful country which should be embraced. i am canadian.
the pan is left (on the stove?) the wind is right (and correct too) the night is up, the day is down, and shin groove tastick majik muzak all the way home. or something.

Good. You know your music. You should be able to
work at Championship Vinyl with Rob, Dick and
Barry
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Updated: Saturday, 17 January 2004 12:21 AM EST
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Updated: Saturday, 17 January 2004 12:21 AM EST
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