I went to the new Borders in Oxnard this afternoon instead of going to the lab like I should have. I bought $104.65 worth of shit. I've begun buying CDs again. Because downloading songs is unsatisfying. I want the real thing. I want the stupid booklet, I want to read the Thanks To and Produced By. I want the barcode at the back. One
of the people behind the registers was wearing all-black and fishnet arms
and etc. But we studiously ignored each other. Or at least I did. Because
I don't give a fuck. I mean, who the hell does these days.
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