They say any landing you can walk away from is a good one. I guess that means I'm fine as long as I don't crash. These are the whimsical musings of a wanna be writer. Often mixed with a tinge of insanity, caused by isolation and just a hint of satire. This blog is an experiment in complete openness and honesty with total strangers. Enjoy
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
day 02 - your least favorite song
Rebecca Black's friday. This is an awful song, it represents everything that music is spiraling downward toward. I can't stand it. End of discussion.
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