Monday, January 17, 2011

  • run: 4.83
  • time: ?
  • temp: 24
  • road conditions: fine
  • aches/pains: weird pain in r calf that went away
  • what i listened to when i ran: new pornographers - twin cinema, ben folds - sentimental guy, ben folds - not the same, belle and sebastian - winter wooskie, elliott smith - between the bars, camera obscura - if looks could kill, sugarcubes - hit, ben folds - all you can eat, ben folds five - underground, guster - barrel of a gun, a flock of seagulls - space age love song, cake - the distance, saturday looks good to me - untitiled, hotel lights - nobody let you down
  • comments: either that was the best mix ever or it was a really good run. "no trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine. he's haunted by something he cannot define. bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse assail him, impale him with monster-truck force." sing it to me. sing me home.

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