horrors...

...for it's another sunny day here in the south bay, and I've skipped one whole day during the week of posting. To be fair, I didn't really skip, because the cable at home was out. I'm feeling rather ambivalent, for people in my life are unhappy.

It seems a theme of late that one thing will go not so good, and another part of my life will be cool as hell. Today I learned how to import cd's into iTunes and beef up my blues library. In fact I'm listening to Etta James while waiting interminably for changes. I'll just bring in my entire music library and never interact with anyone ever again. I'll just tell people if they need something to e-mail me. I'm feeling just that antisocial right now. And then I feel like I want to go all over and talk to everyone. Can anyone say "insane"? I knew you could!

anyhow, my taste in music has run to the frenetic and heavy alternative lately. And Blues, of course. The woman who is tired of blues or Shakespeare is spiritualy dead, in my albeit subjective as hell opinion.

Feh, good and bad, yin and yang. I hear a tattoo calling my name...