to afford being petty. I can't be my own person if I'm so caught up in what other people are being.
While I'm by no means a post rock bitch, I am quickly discovering it's a lot better than most of the new indie shit out there.
We are on the cusp of change. The stillness of the year, the past year, the past 4 years is slowly seeming like the calm before the storm.
Among other things, consideration was never any of our fortes. So it goes.
Lunch/hanging out with Graeme brought forth a discovery: Le petit prince pop up book. It exists.