constance blackwood

I've seen this done as a five-list and a six-list, but since littlemissloony tagged me specifically, we'll do it her way. Kind of.

These are actually the songs I listen to the most, but it is involuntary; my officemate has control of the radio and we listen to the radio stations she likes best, and even when I'm trying to listen to my iPod, this music bleeds in around the edges:

"Don't Cha" - Pussycat Dolls
"Speed of Sound" - Coldplay
"Since U Been Gone" - Kelly Clarkson
"Your Body Is a Wonderland" - John Mayer
"I Don't Wanna Be" - Gavin DeGraw
"You and Me" - Lifehouse

And when I'm listening to my iPod, I tend to either listen to everything on shuffle or look for entire albums (because I am super lame and obsessive-compulsive and like to listen to songs in context and in order). So here are six albums I've been pulling up a lot lately:

The Swimming Hour - Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire
The Best of Elvis Costello and the Attractions
Dressy Bessy - Dressy Bessy
Irresistible Bliss - Soul Coughing
Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash - Pogues
Oh, Inverted World - The Shins

Also, consider yourself tagged, if you haven't done it yet.

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On a more personal note, I fell asleep with wet hair last night and woke up this morning in such a state. I cannot even describe the condition that my hair was in; not even a straightening iron was quite enough to soothe the odd bulges and poofs, and so today I am wearing four randomly placed decorative bobby pins to HOLD IT ALL DOWN LIKE NORMAL-PERSON HAIR. So far no one has mentioned my pins, so either I've done a decent job at placement, or everyone is too polite to say anything.

coco_palmolive has many talents--she is lucky that way--and among her many talents she counts the ability to completely freak me out with an offhand layman's medical diagnosis. I'm not exactly sure what it is about her theories which spark panic in me. It may be just that I am a person who normally doesn't even think about the possibility of being sick because my default mode is utter, disgustingly blooming health, aside, you know, from the allergy thing; so that when I do get sick, I assume it's something minor that will pass in no time.

Until, that is, coco says something like, "You know, those symptoms sound sort of like West Nile Virus to me!" And I immediately think OMG WHAT IF SHE IS RIGHT??? And if I say "I am so tired this afternoon," she might say, "I worry that you might be anemic," and so I go to the grocery store after work and carefully seek out foods high in iron, despite the fact that we both know perfectly well that the reason why I am tired probably has less to do with anemia--though I concede that anemia is a definite possibility--than with the fact that between the heat and the dog and the weirdnesses going on in my dream cycle, I just don't sleep very well, lately.

Anyway, want to come over to my house for smoked oysters, spinach, and dried apricots? I have plenty.

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I stole this test from woodyinvincible. I've taken it a million times, but I think this is the first time I've ever gotten this result, and it surprised me so much that I went back and took it again, just to make sure.

( Hmmmmmm )

 

[Poll #521573]

Oh my, it feels good to be done. I have only this left to say about this past week: with any luck, I will get fired before I have to live through another one like it. Oh, and this too: Texans, they are funny about hotel decor. They are all about brown. They are all about paneling. They must never have a counter plain when fake marble will do. But their bathtubs are pretty fucking comfy.

I have to repack, I guess, but I am going to put that off for a little while to waste time, just because I can.

( film-y meme )


( and that variable IQ-type test meme )