I'm a good deal less mad tonight. And less drunk too. 2003-03-18 - 7:22 p.m.
I think the fact that I bit off a sizable chunk of "High Fidelity" today, between the half hour before work (woohoo for continued success in catching the early bus), my lunch break, and the half hour after work that I was waiting for my dad, reading it really helped to make the day go by rather fast. Quite a good little book. I think this quote was probably in the movie too, but I can't be sure (John Cusack is quite the distraction!):
"What came first- the music or the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music? Did all those records turn you into a melancholy person?"
I think Hornby is on to something here. I have my "sad" playlist. I have a tendency of firing it up when I'm feeling less than peachy, true. But then sometimes I feel a sadistic sort of satisfaction when I listen to "Wish you were here" or "Hallelujah" over and over and proceed to cry like a little baby. When I take a borderline crappy mood and turn it into full scale melancholy.
What else can I say? This is a great book. It makes sense. And John Cusack was in the movie version. What could be better? :)
Well, that's about it. Work was uneventful. Sometimes I wish I could go to bed and wake up sometime last summer. But you know, I don't think even wishful thinking works like that.
Off to go be useful, or sleep, or something. Have a lovely evening all. :)