Traumatized

So I decided to order a CD a friend recommended to me awhile back - the eponymous album by Year Long Disaster. I had a gift card; I made it happen.

"It's got a Zeppelin feel," he said, "without sounding like a Zep cover band who decided to try writing a tune or two of their own."

How could I not try it? Especially when the term's sprinting to a close, and I'm finding myself confused on a almost daily basis about how many classes are left and what's due, etc. Clearly, I need some sort of reward for making it through almost a full year at the new job.

And today, the package arrived with not one but two copies of this.

The....horror....

2 comments:

  1. That's just wrong.

    But you didn't need some anonymous internet schlubette to tell you that.

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  2. hahahahahahaha! I mean, wow! That's horrifyingly funny. I'm sure the person who got yours is probably equally horrified. Some poor old granny has received Year Long Disaster and has had a stroke.

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