Hah, have you ever:
skitched out on a date to make the rounds on garage sale saturday?
kept your clean clothes in your TT box, so that you can store your vinyls in your dresser (hey the dorm is small)?
missed a bus because you were scanning the entire warehouse of vinyl at Crossroads Records in Portland, only to find 20 albums you want, but then realize that to change your ticket, you must use extra money, so you buy the vinyl instead, walk across the steel bridge, and then another 10 blocks in the middle of the night, show up at your brother's house, who, doesn't really have room for you right now, but i guess you can sleep on the floor, but you're worried about his creepy friends and how they may gank you new found treasures so you make a bed in the corner of the apartment and put the vinyl (not stacked!) against the wall, and safeguard them all night while drugged out college kids talk about books n' stuff and all you can think about is getting on the damn bus the next day and going home and finally listening to a good copy of "Cheap Thrils" that doesn't have a nasty scratch at the end of "combination of the two"?
ok, i know i don't even compare to the other vinyl junkies out there, but i'm young, one day i hope to have a big ole collection (right now i think i have 2thousand).
until then it's garage sales and record warehouses!
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