It's an iPod!

It’s an iPod

Ladies and Germs…I am proud to announce the newest addition to my family of one (well, if you’re not counting all the voices in my head): meet iPod!

Yes, finally, finally! I have the most sought after musical accessory since it became cool to carry 45-pound Boomboxes on your shoulder. Oh, how far has mobile music come. Now I can carry my entire collection of tunes everywhere I go and not have to worry about constantly changing tapes or that nagging pain on my right shoulder.

I’m not sure quite why it took me so long to acquire one of these things. I have long since lusted after its pure-as-newly-driven-snow coloring and sleek design. I have ached to run the tip of my finger around that responsive little dial round and round…and back and forth…all in search of the tune that would absolutely suit any given moment.

Of course, if you know me, you know that I use music to manipulate my own moods. If I am feeling low, I feel no shame in keeping myself down by playing the darkest, most depressing songs I can find. The same applies to almost all my moods, the majority of which I do experience on a daily basis. So, it’s good now that I will be able to Music Supervise my own life, minute to minute.

In other news, I know it has been a great while since my last post and I have no excuse except complete and utter laziness. I promise to be more diligent. I need to beef this baby up and get my creative juices flowing again. Use some of that iPod-provided inspiration to keep a constant stream of words going here.

I think a secret reason why I have been so lax is that certain things have not gone as planned, as you well know. Even the certain accepted, nothing-I-can-do-to-change-them things are still not living up to even the most minimal expectations. So, I am trying to find a way to expect less and, of course, since a direct correlation can be drawn between what one expects and what one needs, I am trying to find a way to need less. Because really, so many people need so much more than I do!

All I really, really need is my family, my friends, my iPod, my health (such as it is), and Dan Certa’s 2005 Swimsuit Calendar.