Things that are good: music, Taco Bell, memories, and boring negative old Mangofarmer being somewhat positive for once. 2002-10-29 - 11:13 p.m.
I really was seriously thinking of going to bed at 10:30. But it has occurred to me that I want to talk about music.
I have added three new songs to my mammoth playlist I mentioned an entry on October 17:
"Somebody to Love" - Queen
"Piano Man" - Billy Joel
"Hallelujah" - Jeff Buckley
More importantly, I realized that I've bought a lot of CDs since May. More than I usually buy in a year. In two years even. Anyway, they are (in the approximate order I got them):
"The Immaculate Collection" - Madonna
The very best of the Doors
"Nevermind" - Nirvana
"A Lasting inspiration" - (the cello music of) Jacqueline duPre
"Busted Stuff" - Dave Matthews Band
The "Moulin Rouge" soundtrack
"Unplugged in New York" - Nirvana
"The Swiss Army Romance" - Dashboard Confessional
"Chronicle" - Creedence Clearwater Revival
The Cadenza Collection: Dvorak- Symphony no. 9, "From the New World"/ Smetana- "The Moldau" from Ma Vlast
"Mystery White Boy" - Jeff Buckley
"California Dreamin'" - The Mamas and the Papas
That's a lot for me. Music is all I have left. Even the stupid muzak they play over and over again at work. I love it. I thrive on it. It gets me through the endlessness. I'm drifting in a great big lonely ocean and music is my life preserver. I may have a very random goofy taste in music but it gets me through.
As do baja chicken chalupas from Taco Bell. I have had real Mexican food. It was good. Taco Bell is not it. But it is good in a bad fake way.
As do memories of times when people liked me and didn't ignore me or forget I was around.
I may be an exceedingly negative-thinking person usually. But see? I'm being positive now. In a negative way maybe. But it's still positive. ;)
Well I guess I had no real purpose in writing now. I guess it's the fatigue that is making me feel the need to babble more than usual.