Confessions of a record nerd, and more.

i lead a tough life- yeah right.

i spent the better part of the day searching out record stores and trying to find the new Hot Snakes record:
(buy that fucker.)

i went to like 6 different record stores- most looked at me like a fool for asking. some were not open. some had closed down for good. some only sold vinyl.
i must’ve spent $10 in gas and drove from Costa Mesa to Newport, Newport to Laguna. kinda retarded. anyways, i neglected to go to the store literally closest to my house. (i decline to name the store. sorry) not kidding, it’s mere blocks away. my decision was based at least partly on snobbery- i’d been there before, and it didn’t live up to my expectations. so i kinda wrote it off and haven’t gone there since.
and, of course, they we’re the only store that had it.
of course.
plus i found a used copy of Eucalyptus by Pitchfork. fuck.
[side note: i hate it when stores put stickers on the actual cd case, like Cheap Thrills. for whatever reason it bugs the shit out of me. This place does that too, but at least it’s done before you purchase it. however, there were a total of 3 unremovable stickers on the used cd i bought.]

so have i learned my lesson? perhaps…

in other news, i have sort of become a quasi journalist, at least i will be on Thursday night- when i have an “Assignment” “Covering” a rather cool art show for a reputable magazine’s (which i decline to name also) web site. i have to write an article and take pictures. good thing i took journalism in highschool. i’m kinda nervous, but whatever.

rant #4000:
it’s already almost 6 and the mail man was only just here. i hate that. get that shit here early.


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