So Much Music, So Little Time

I've been trying to organize my music somehow on my computer, and I'm finally getting around to doing it. Just including my "real" CDs--no mixes, in other words--Windows Media Player presented me with a staggering playlist of over 116 hours of music. That's almost five days worth. And that's still not including all the...extra...music.

The problem is that I am never going to be able to listen to it all. In the last week alone I've gotten almost 20 new CDs. It's probably going to be months before I even listen to some of them. o_O; I like music and all, but maybe I need to cut back for a while?

Nah.

Graduation is in 2.5 weeks. Ican'twaitIcan'twaitIcan'twait. Summer cannot come soon enough. (And can't possibly last long enough.) I've got so much to do. Especially not that Nick tipped me off to a place in La Crosse called the Warehouse. Apparantly some pretty good bands stop by every now and then, usually only with a few days notice. We missed Rufio by a week. Sad. Remind me to keep watching that site. (And I love the phrase at the top--if you need alchohol to enjoy the band, the band sucks.) And Day at the Fair was there tonight, but I had stuff to do. =(

One of the CDs I got from Nikki was Punk Goes Acoustic. There's one song I'm hooked on. "Swing Life Away" by Rise Against. I listened to it far too many times today.

Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

(Chorus)
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long I think that its time to move
The winter's so cold summer's over too soon
So let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
And I've got some friends some that I hardly know
We've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

(Chorus)
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars i'll tell you whose is worse
and let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

(Chorus)
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

swing life away
swing life away
swing life away
swing life away

And with that, I'm now like every other pathetic blogger ever that posts lyrics.

I've got homework to do. =/

Midway - Student Rick
Always - Saliva
Automatic - Less Than Jake
Eastern Homes and Western Hearts - Day at the Fair

Could I Be Lost Could I Disappear

[[Edited October 8, 2010: This post really should be one that was pulled from the archives for not having much to do with anything, but I'm keeping it up because it amuses me.  That girl I mention at the end of this post, the one I don't want to get set up with?  She's my wife now.]]

I bet someone today that I'd get pulled over for having a headlight out on the way home from picking up a headlight to replace it with. I was right. >.>;

Anyway! That's not at all how I wanted to start this post.

Pretend it's just now starting. Aaaaand....action.

If I don't do something soon, I'm going to explode. April was a month that consisted mostly of wonderful mediocrity. And what a shocker, that's how May's been so far too.

Work. School. Work. School. And when I get free time, I don't know what to do with it. That's what bothers me.

I'm putting my two weeks notice in on Wednesday. I don't plan on being employed after graduation and missing half the graduation parties. If I don't have a new job by after then, I can deal with that.

But gah! This is getting so frustrating. I want to be out doing something and I'm consistantly -not- going out and finding something to do. And I keep telling myself that I'm going to stop doing that. Except that I keep still doing that.

I need to get over this. Soon.

But enough of that.

Last night, we watched 10 Things I Hate About You at Martin's house. Merril forced us [see also: we were too lazy to go get another movie so we humored her] to watch it two more times--once that night, and once in the morning. I left around 1 because she was starting the movie -again-. She's obsessed with that movie. I like it, but there's only so many times I can watch it in one 24-hour period.

Her and Martin are trying to get me introduced to a girl named Melissa. She had -just- left when I got there. Apparantly they think she'd be good for me, or something. I had a feeling earlier this week that at least one of them secretly was trying to set me up. One of those weird vibes. Anyway, they're still trying to get me to meet her some other time. We'll see. All I know about her is that she's apparantly smart and that she's in tai kwan do. I saw a picture, but it was shown to me for about a second and a half and so I really didn't get to see it.

I'm not really supportive of the idea of them trying to set me up with her, but it couldn't hurt to at least meet her. It's good to meet new people. But I really hope they don't honestly expect anything. I'm not currently looking.

This post has been a pretty big waste of your time. I'm really sorry. Just skip down the the quiz you want to copy.

Under My Skin - Skillet
Over the Head, Below the Knees - New Found Glory
Who I Am - Smile Empty Soul
Girl Like That - Matchbox 20
Growing Up On a Couch - Less Than Jake
Anchor - Less Than Jake
Cute Without the 'E' (Cut From the Team) - Taking Back Sunday

"I Don't Remember You Having A Sense Of Humor."

That's what I was told today, at Goodwill. I ran into a girl I work with, although I've only actually worked with her maybe twice and it was a good two months ago. It was an interesting conversation. I walked past the aisle she was in and she looked really familiar, and she looked at me like I looked really familiar too and she said hi. It took us both a minute to figure out that we knew the other person from work and then we started talking, mostly just to kill time. I said something about a fork and she told me she didn't remember me having a sense of humor.

That made me laugh. =) At work, I'm pretty much just waiting to go home. I don't want to be there and I don't pretend to want to be there.

It's kind of funny how many people are surprised by me once they see me outside of a place I don't want to be. A conversation from honor's band, for example--

"Haha, you should have been on the bus. Chris was halarious."
"Chris? Really?"
"Yeah, he was on fire."
"Huh."

I got a kick outta' that.

Anyway, Nikki lent me her CDs, so I'm getting about 15 added to my collection. It's great when you have friends with good tastes in music. =) (That being said, I'm going to be up all night ripping so I can get them back to her tomorrow.)

I be sleepy. Crazy. Last night, I went to bed as soon as I got home--which was around 8:30. And I slept (except for a few times getting woken up) until 7. And then I still stayed in bed until 7:40. And tonight, I plan on staying up well past midnight.

I won't rest until my internal clock is -completely- screwed up. =)