In 16 colors, even the Mooney Suzuki look ethereal.
Whatever that means.

No one told me to actually listen to Doves. They are extensively good. They fit with my mood tonite. I should have bought the CD when it was 5.99. But alas, that time has passed.

I am bored out of my mind and feeling sorry for myself for staying in on a Friday night. I got invited to the movies, but I'd rather sit at home creating and sleeping than sitting in a movie theater, paying money for a movie I don't really want to see.

What I really want to do is go driving. You know, fuck shit up. With the Liars blasting. Perfecto.

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