(Cue Siamese Dream here.)
Tuesday was the greatest.
First, I found a box of old records (originals) that I forgot were in a closet. The one I’m most excited about is The Ramones’ It’s Alive, recorded live in London, on New Year’s Eve, 1977.
Then, I lost my acceptance-letter virginity. I’m getting published.
Here that high-pitched squealing noise? That’s me!
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liiiiiiiiiiike.
i know i am a little late on this, but congratulations! more on the letter. and i can’t wait for you to bring those records over. they are gonna sound great!
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