the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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1:06 p.m. + 2005-01-26 = postcard to montreal.
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dear the Arcade Fire,
I am saddened to inform you that you did not make my top20 albums of 2004 list. However, this is ENTIRELY my fault. You see, I did not have a chance to listen to your album, "Funeral," until ever-so recently--when i received it as a birthday present. At the point-in-time wherein I first pressed >play< on cd-listening contraption, I had already posted my top20 albums of 2004 list. Furthermore, this was the second version of said-list and there are stupidly strict rules about changing lists. I do hope you find it in your beautiful, Quebecian hearts to forgive and take solace in the fact that you would've been somewhere between 4 and 8 on the list had I waited a bit more before posting it.
Sincere Apologies & Best Regards,
pojken.
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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