so i'm sitting here about to buy a few cds online. i should be sleeping. but i'm buying cds. kanye. death cab. me=loser. behind the times. things like that.

they were overpriced ($14.99 and $13.99) when i called borders. best buy's never better. so the next step is amazon. underpriced ($9.99 and $10.99) at amazon, which means that i'll need to search for super saver shipping options. this because i'm a sucker.

but i'm struggling to find something else.

options have included:
sleater-kinney: the woods - at $13.99, more than i'd like to pay
matt prince and bonnie 'prince' billy - seems to be import-only
...
the first two malkmus solo albums - in that $13.99 range, and i'm fine having missed them
the hold steady album - i don't actually want it
...

most frustratingly...

fiery furnaces, both gallowsbird bark [or whatever] and 'ep' - oddly, don't seem to be available straight from the store

...

i've also checked on yo la tengo, and almost rebought 'i can hear the heart...' which i should have, but wouldn't feel bad downloading illegally [purchased many moons ago]

...

maybe the iron and wine ep. i've got nothing else of sam's, although i think i should.

quite honestly, i'm just looking for an overhyped major label release that will get me the "deeply discounted full length" price. i should probably just buy the two i want. or perhaps, just buy neither.

sigh.

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could the club be choking? it's looking that way, although it'll be tough. magic number of three with five to play. but a 15-9 loss tonight. could get ugly, although the ace goes thursday. then a trip to michigan, then another fantastic nemo-ful night, and a fantastic cats- and nemo-full early afternoon.

good moment tonight.
hitting coach on the bus. former bonus baby (early rounds, 2001) who now sucks because he has no velocity in his customary seat behind him. he was a projection pick. a more-than-half-a-million projection pick. he's tall, but throws low-80's, which is unacceptable. he got killed tonight.

"you've been throwing pretty well lately, too."
"i won't have a bad one again this year."
"you better not."
"i might have a bad one next year, but not again this season."
"actually, you might not." [smiles to me]
"you're right. i might not."

that's a rough approximation. the smile? because, chances are, this high draft pick - a clear waste of money - is a good chance to be released at the end of the season. a club can't hang onto a 9 ERA for so long.

being that he's been coddled and talked up his whole life, he has no concept that this could be a possibility. i'd sort of like to see it happen, because he's a generally despicable person.

absolutely oblivious, and it's sort of funny.

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because the sports guy recommended it, and because i've got a long bus trip coming, and because i've thrown out espn the magazine (which is awful), and because there's not a new newsweek coming ("double issue" came last week - seems about the same length), and because sports illustrated (probably the nfl preview) is coming after i leave for the bus tomorrow, i've checked out word freak a book about competitive tournament-level scrabble. my brother and i got great enjoyment out of watching scrabble tournament championships this past christmas. the book's fantastic.

particularly the character named G.I. (as in, gastrointestinal) Joel. He belches a lot.

fantastic line (better, to me, than "if mr. pants could talk, they would never shut up," from the big year from a long-named nu alum): "i'm cockier than a first round nba draft pick. my opponent has halitosis, but i have confidence."