ULTIMATE DREAM HOUSE, OH HAI!
rusted root today at five, photography pit, yessuh possible new old polaroid camera? oxymoron?!
i've been up since seven am mountain time, chain smoking american spirits on the patio and dancing around to when i woke all hippie-d out. erin and i took home one of her boxes of free cds last night to burn and my collection is perhaps tripling this trip. i need an external and another ipod and holy fuck, where did all this music come from? it is intoxicating and perfect, i need nothing else on this trip; a concert and ample music at my fingertips.
if only i had a tambourine.
jammin'
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