listening to magnetic fields, "69 love songs", disc 3. makes me miss my friends from art school. we listened to this c.d. when we were working on our final book arts project, like, three nights in a row. there were a handful of us that had been in printmaking together for three or four years, and we were all graduating. those were good times... staying up all night in the print studio, singing along to this c.d., calling each other names, smoking on the balcony, talking shit about the all the work in the advanced painting studio, drinking too much coffee, wondering what the fuck we were going to do when we graduated in two weeks, taking beer breaks... *sigh*
i need to get out of my fucking house.
i need to get out of my fucking house.