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Feb. 25th, 2011 01:31 pmSurreal: I'm sitting in a restaurant called Brueggher's and an Elliott Smith song is playing. Elliott Smith!
"You're no good, you're no good, you're no good..."
"I'm never going to know you now, but I'm going to love you anyhow."
This is 'slit your own wrists after listening' stuff and no mistake. So dangerous letting it out into the general public where some innocent like me could run into it. On a rainy day. A day during which I've already screwed up too many times at work... Man. Excuse me, I've got some wrists to go take care of...
Blearg. So... how you doin?
"You're no good, you're no good, you're no good..."
"I'm never going to know you now, but I'm going to love you anyhow."
This is 'slit your own wrists after listening' stuff and no mistake. So dangerous letting it out into the general public where some innocent like me could run into it. On a rainy day. A day during which I've already screwed up too many times at work... Man. Excuse me, I've got some wrists to go take care of...
Blearg. So... how you doin?
