Scratch those last sentiments... if I need to remember why to move from here, I should think about it immediately after driving home in 5 o'clock traffic on the crappy, pot-hole riddled streets of Albany...
Anyways, on a musical note, I am sad that it took appearing on the cover of The Rolling Stone for me to hear about Amy Winehouse... I am happier, however, that I am now listening to a brand spanking new copy of the CD as I write this.
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