I can't wait

remember when we used to dance to songs we didn't know just cos we liked the beat? instead of just the ones we know the words to.. without that there'd be no love formed of beastie boys, no nofx, no brassy, no mad caddies, no cherry poppin' daddies and no reel big fish, amogst so many others... of course i'd never have repeatedly dislocated my knee on the dancefloor causing much pain and social embarrasment.. but y'know, rough with the smooth and all that

it's been a day of 're's so far, revalations, reminiscences and rediscoveries, which i guess isn't bad for a friday, and it meant finding some great music i'd let slip to the back of my mind... i'm considering spending the evening taking a real trip down memory lane with a cd/record/cassette/dvd alphabetising session.. though that is not perhaps the most acceptable way for a young man to spend his friday night... though it will mean i'm chomping at the bit for fun on the proper night out tomorrow.. who knows.. it's a world of freedom, anything could happen between now and bedtime.. though the odds on my finding myself in timbuctoo are probably quite long.. it's the 21st century, and if i've learnt anything from my adolecent x-files obsession it's that we can't rule such things out

i wish i was a spy.. apart from the hours of course

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