Wednesday, November 5

You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said

My friends and I went to Newbury Comics on our lunch break. Leigh wanted to snag the new Sarah McLachlan CD and April and I were just along for the ride. Until we saw Bob Seger's Greatest Hits on sale. And then it was all over. We rocked it out old-school all the way back to work. Turn the Page is the best fucking song ever (a statement I declared repeatedly at the store, causing the slightly edgier clerk to give me the disdainful eyebrow).

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