Thursday, February 24, 2011

Do me a solid?

Upon further investigation, I have learned that when my truck got broken into they also took my CD case with all my CD's in it.  I had a GREAT collection of  CD's in there.  I guess it's kind of re assuring that New Found Glory is one of the greatest bands of all time because the NFG greatest hits CD that I made myself was the only one left in my truck.  BUT I HAVE A PLAN! Instead of working on starting over the greatest CD collection of all time, I'm going to take a different route.  If you're reading this and want to do something unique, fun, and helpful, you should help me out.  I would like you to burn me a MIX CD of either music you love to listen to or music you think I would enjoy.  It will be awesome.  You guys can put whatever you want on there.  Just make like a 20 song CD of the best you got. I'll take anything.  THEN! You gotta get in touch with me to give it to me.  You can give it to me in person if you see me on a regular basis (or if you wanna make the effort to meet up with me), or you can mail it to me :
625 E. Stassney Lane
Apt. #5210
Austin, TX 78745

Feel free to include a little note and track listing if you'd like, but most importantly just let me know who it is sending it to me.  FINALLY, I will post a review about the CD you've made me.  I'll let you know how good/bad/ugly/dance it was.  Please help me out guys, this could be a lot of fun for both of us.  Thanks for everyone who reads this and decides to participate.  

He laid emeralds in her eyes,
But I’d already tried a bracelet made of gold
And a scarlet thread around her wrist.
Everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs.
"oh how seldom we belong but how elegant our kiss."
We painted crooked lines
But danced in perfect time to a love so much refined,
We know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour into a grief known before
But never quite like this.
All I know now is regret,
It follows like a silhouette along the cobbelstone behind us,
But has nothing to say except to innocently ask,
Its voice delicate as glass,
"do you see me when we pass? "
But I continue on my way... 

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