Yesterday
Last night, I stopped by the ultra-hip used record store, which may or may not have been featured in Scott Pilgrim Vs The World, as it is located conveniently by my gym. While I had only gone in with the intent of picking up a NOW Magazine to act as reading material over my post-boxing nutritional replenishment (a HERO Soul Burger garnished with lettuce, red onion, tomato, and maple chipotle BBQ sauce), once again I found myself browsing. Continue reading
