It was a fast weekend. Intellectual conversation dropped like rain. Saw a lot of good old friends thursday night, time flew too fast, didn't get to finish a lot of stories, until next time. Modest Mouse turned out to be impressive instrumentalist, reworking their live songs much like Radiohead.
Urban life runs fast except when you're stuck on the train. Really though, I felt as if the place has stayed the same. Kind of like not watching TV for a year and finding out you missed nothing. Of couse, what's important is how the people have grown...
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