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We shop in Bridge Rd. Some toothless old lady in a beanie and tracksuit pants asks "are you going to church ?" "uh, no. We're shopping." "can I come ?"
At Second Spin, I buy a signed copy of the record I named my old radio show after. I figured that made me more committed. Or something. And I figure I Probably Ought To Have the Kid Koala CD - you know, to round out my collection of random CDs, and all - I'm trying to increase the breadth, but I've got a long way to go.
I seem to be losing my grip on time. It's a nebulous concept, but even moreso lately. When I think about lost time, I think of that old, old Lloyd Cole song, Lost Weekend.