I can’t stop listening to this song. The entire CD is actually just really, heart-achingly beautiful. It’s late at night and I’m on my porch, and this is late at night, on the porch music. All I need is to start smoking cigarettes again and I’ll be in the right melancholy mood. Though I hear those are bad for you, so maybe not.

But on the other hand, tonight was a great night. Went to the ACBF and the Gourmet Dumpling House with some of my favorite people in the world. Now playing this song, to my own annoyance. At least I didn’t throw up in the trash can though—unlike some people.

And tomorrow, I’ve got something exciting planned. More to come…

What’s With Today Today?

Thinking about it today, I realized that though I watch at least one horror movie a week (my Netflix queue is alarming, seriously) almost none of them deserve a second viewing (exceptions: Rosemary’s Baby, Battle Royale, Let the Right One In). Most of them are one-off events, even if I really, really enjoy it (see: Dead Snow). However, when I find a movie I do love, I watch it over and over and over.

Which gets me to this point: when I’m in a slightly less-than-awesome mood, I always reach for one of two things: Woody Allen or Empire Records. Even though I’ve seen Empire Records over a gazillion times, it still amuses me enough to stop stress-drinking boxed wine. Today is rainy and Monday and stressy, but it’s also Rex Manning Day!

Playlist: Snowy Monday

Today was the first day of spring, yet it snowed all day long.  I’ve been stuck in bed with a horrible cold (or possibly the flu, though I don’t really know the difference) and have nothing to do but work and feel generally despondent. Hence: the new Playlist.  Perfect for lazing around.

Playlist: Boy Crazy

Earlier this week, I decided to make a playlist called Boy Crazy (or, on my iTunes OMGIMBOYCRAZY!!!).  When asked by the boyfriend what inspired this particular collection of songs, I told him quite honestly: “well, after downloading that Best Coast song, I realized I have about a million songs about boy crazy girls and the resulting obsessiveness.”  In retrospect, what I should have said is “I’m just soooooo crazy about you!” or something sweeter. Oh, well.

Anyway, since I’m far too lazy to actually type out each song, here’s a screenshot of my totally rad collection of heteronormative love songs (I kid, but not really).  Some of them are really awesome songs (if I were ever to pull a Lloyd Dobler, my boom box would be blaring ‘Flower’) while others are just kind of fun to whip my hair around to (if I believed in guilty pleasures, Taylor Swift would be my number two [Nickleback’s number one]).  So yeah, enjoy.