okay…in my current caffeine fueled, sleep deprived state of mind…i have completely erased an entire post. i was curious as to what email address i had this silly blogger thing set up to use, and i forgot to post this two hour long dissertation on life and girls that i was working on. i am a fucking idiot. if someone would kindly do me a favor and shoot me, i would be very thankful.

it's sunday afternoon now. when i originally wrote this post it was sunday morning, but now it is afternoon. i am at work. my brain is melting. it's grey outside and it's doing that retarded non-rain misting thing. the one where it's not even prudent to put the delay on the windshield wipers, but you have to keep manually clicking the wipers on. annoyance from the very beginning.

i'm all jittery because of my massive coffee intake this morning on an empty stomach. i'll probably have to go get some food soon, or the coffee may try to eat me from the inside. that is not what one would call a "good thing."

i'm trying to hook guy up with his current makeout club crush. this girl is the entire reason he showed me the site in the first place. i'm not really interested in the makeout club, as a concept, but it's kinda like a car wreck. you just can't stop looking. i also apologize for calling the majority of the girls on the site "fat straightedge vegan girls." it isn't really fair, i guess. i just don't really find most of the girls on the site attractive in the slightest. aside from that frickin' hottie at the bottom of page 23…26 year-old indie chick? no backpack? so what if she has a boyfriend…

i'm seriously counting the minutes until i leave for chicago. i'm looking forward to spending a solid five days in the windy city. my kinda town. i'll probably freeze my little indie-rock, ohio valley ass off, but oh well…there are ways to stay warm. i'm flying up and i've never been on a damn plane my entire life. this is a big step for me…i'm kinda spooked. it doesn't help that every time i've ever gone to the airport to pick up a friend , i've looked out the windows and snickered at the southwest airlines planes. oh cruel fate! please keep me aloft!

i've come to the conclusion that my recent bout of antisocialism is due to the changing season. it's getting cold out and i'm getting lonely. i just get to the point where i want to be alone with my thoughts, drowning in my own misery. when i get to this point, there's no point in going out to the bars or wherever. i mean…i'm there with friends that i can hang out with in my home. paying exorbitant prices of beer for "atmosphere" is kinda beyond me, at that point. i mean, yeah, there are girls there, but i wouldn't talk to most of them even if i didn't have a girlfriend.

it's that time of week where i list the top 8 of the '87 accord. i won't be updating this list next week due to the fact that i'll be in chicago. so without further ado:

driver side:
faraquet – the view from this tower
faraquet – live (from transmission3000)
pj harvey – songs from the city, songs from the sea
radiohead – ok computer

passenger side:
miles davis – kind of blue
neurosis – sovereign
hey mercedes – live (from transmission3000)
jsbx – extra acme usa

yeah…there's a lot of the same cds on here from last week. i've just had very little time to actually listen to most of the cds i've purchased recently, that most of them haven't been rotated out yet. i'll probably update this list from the road with a list of all the new music i end up buying on the trip, so kyeo.

probably more later on today as i remember what else i wrote about in my lost post…