in the back room of the pentagon||

 Sure you can easily get illegal downloads, or free eBooks online, there’s an entire jungle of freebies on the net…but it’s different when you get your hands on the album, or the paperback. Multimedia somehow just can’t beat the real thing. And after years of wanting to get a Switchfoot album, I finally have my hands on this:

Which is cool because I think it’s the best album so far. Not that I have copies of the previous ones, but I have snippets on Greg. The next step is to try to sync in the Oh! Gravity vid on Greg as well.

Meanwhile, it’s payday & my wallet’s got anorexia after paying the goddamn rent. Oh but I got Jon Foreman & the rest of the gang for the weekend. The world is flat and I’m perfectly fine.

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I got The Script’s The Man Who Can’t Be Moved on my phone [I have yet to download more MP3s before I can talk the ever so meek & kind TS supervisor Sir Deej into letting me use the iMac; which is no biggie since he’s exponentially nice to everyone]. I just loved this song the first time I listened to it. No, it wasn’t over the radio, our supervisor emailed the mp3 file to the entire team… Cool beans. I so friggin’ love it I wish I had my SE back so I can play it in loops.

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Damn commerce-eating creature that I am, I was drawn to the Girbaud store because of the large red sign saying “Sale,” and so I scouted for red wallets for my Momma. Saw one with a PhP100 price-off, but still pretty pricey. (What dyou expect?) I guess I’m getting it next payday & hope it will bring her prosperity in oh nine. I just love my Mom. She sends me text messages like she leapt out from Juno McGuff’s world:

I love you mas mucho my *morlog buddy. — a response to my: Love you so mucho mama, text you tomorrow.Mwah.

Why can’t we seem to keep it together?

Sons of my enemies,

Why can’t we seem to keep it together?