The Shining

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So what started as a rather ridiculous experiment, has now probably turned into musical fascism, in that I'm forcing myself to listen to music I just don't want to listen to. I spent half of my walk home this afternoon praying for Art Brut's album to end. I have no problem with Art Brut in general, but sometimes you just have to be in the right mood to listen to some music. They are one of those bands. 

It occurred to me at that point how much other stuff I would have to listen to - 5 albums of Elliott Smith consecutively, the Beach Boys, Dido... I mean, it's pretty much never ending. And I'm finding myself with a longing to listen to music at the end of the alphabet, like Sufjan Stevens and Tegan and Sara. 

But I will get through it. If I make it through a week of this, I've promised to buy myself a Helio Sequence CD, which is probably like the best present ever. Today I've had the Arcade Fire and Athlete, tomorrow looks set for Bat for Lashes and Ben Gibbard. So, not all bad. 

On to other things...

So this girl came into the shop today. I wanted to hate her first. Sometimes when you meet people and they're friendly and smiley and you're just like "I'm really not in the mood for this", you just hate people. But it did turn out she was a genuinely nice person. She reminded me of someone else, except a more genuine and reliable version of them. We had a mini chat, and she was like "wow" when I said I was doing OU. Apparently one of her friends had a "positive experience" doing OU. This has made me realise that I should probably quit bitching and do some work. I finally got my assessment done. 

That's the thing though, I make excuses, and I sit around, and after listening to John talking about what's happening in the next couple of months, I realised I could easily just sit in the same place for the rest of my life, working there, and then finding some other dull job to tide me over. I have to push myself outside of the box. Even if the easy options do appeal more. 

So now, I'm honestly going to go and do some work, listen to Badly Drawn Boy, and soak up the idea that my life has vastly many more possibilities available probably than even I can comprehend. 

(om nom nom nom)

bai.x.