(diaryland) August 07, 2005 - 9:51 p.m.

I don't know what happened to me.

I went into a record shop with the express purpose of buying a Spandau Ballet CD. I got one.

I felt kind of soiled, especially when I ripped off the plastic covering and peeked inside. There was a big photo shoot of the group in speedos and sailor hats.

It does have the video clip to Gold on it, too, and it made me worryingly happy.

Fuck. I hate being tasteless. It makes me panic a little bit.