As I'm sitting in my bed at the mercy of the swinest of times with solo cups filled with h20 and proctor brown napkins crumpled up with nose boogies i find myself nostalgic for the only time of the year when sickness isn't a biggie. summer. i think germs fly down to the southern hemisphere or something because for those few months it's pretty much impossible to get a cold. fall usually rocks. but i suppose flus with numeric and consonant codings tend to put a damper on even the most glorious of weather.
these songs are neat.
The Drums - Let's go Surfing
The Drums - Down By the Water
1 comment:
where is that photo from? it's fantastic. rmc forever
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