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Dec. 5th, 2003 09:23 amOn one hand, Rolling Stone is a big glossy magazine with dumb naked people on the cover. On the other, they’re music geeks, and that speaks to something inside me. It was easy to pick out which albums are mine on their master list of the five hundred greatest albums of all time: Jazz, Blues, Motown, Blues, Blues, Jazz, Motown, Jazz, Jazz, Ooo Captain Beefhart. (At FIFTY EIGHT. I will weep now.)
( Fifty Four out of the Five Hundred. )
I like sharing random information that no one needs, ever. I think it's fun.
In other news; I need to sign up for one more class to fill my schedule. I am currently torn between American Politics and Drawing I. I know what I ought to take, but I really don't want to.
( Fifty Four out of the Five Hundred. )
I like sharing random information that no one needs, ever. I think it's fun.
In other news; I need to sign up for one more class to fill my schedule. I am currently torn between American Politics and Drawing I. I know what I ought to take, but I really don't want to.
