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[clayhornik]

Well, I loaded up my mp3 player this morning and I couldn't get past the first track, from "From The Attic." I just kept listening to it over and over again. It was like... it was like being in high school again. The good part, the summer break between sophomore and junior years. Hanging out with friends and not having to give a damn what the cool kids thought since school was out. Riding in Gene's Kharmin Gia at a million miles a minute down country lanes so far out they didn't have street lights while Roger Waters's Radio Kaos played on the tape deck. Midnight runs to Dunkin' Donuts.
God. I thought I'd locked all that stuff away, in a trunk, and put it in cold storage. This was before I'd become self-consiciously stuffy, before the drinking, before everything. Back when we were young, and we were "those guys", the freaks, the nerds, the geeks. And we were having the time of our lives.
I miss the eighties sometimes.

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[boyfacedgirl.livejournal.com]

i miss the cars that disappeared when leaded gas disappeared. something deep was lost when kids couldn't get those kinds of cars anymore.