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There's a CD that I've been wanting to get for the past 15 months because I heard it on a radio station one day in December of 2001, in its entirety, and found it captivating.

Here's a testament to how long it takes me to listen to music: I got the CD for Christmas, and completely forgot about it until this morning. So now, fully 15 months after I first heard it, I'm finally listening to it again.

And it's really fuckin' good.
(Why don't specific blog-post links work for me, by the way?)

Also, last night I dreamed that my friend Andrew and I were watching M*A*S*H and I remarked to him, in the dream, "You know, I love Hawkeye, but if I knew them all in real life the one I'd fall in love with is Klinger." I woke up finding this perfectly reasonable, and related it to my mom on the minibus this morning. Then I spent the rest of the short ride trying to explain to her why someone would be in love with Klinger. (Specifically, I told her the Lebanese sausage/Maine magazine article incident.) She still didn't get it. That is so wrong.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:23 AM | shower me with attention