iYouch!

This is how hardcore I am:

Ok, so I had to buy a new set of earphones for the iPod because I suffer from some birth defect that prevents use of the little whities that came with it. You know this already.

So I spent a good fo'ty dollaz on a set of Sony inner-earphones. They come with these little sleeves in three different sizes to get the best fit for your ear. The size that was already on suited me well. I was amazed at how dope these fly little buds were.

But long about a week or so ago, I started feeling pressure in my ear whenever I would put them in. Besides the fact that sometimes they itch like hell. Anyway, I ignored the signals (PAIN! PAIN! PAIN!) my brain was sending to the nerves in my ear. That is the beauty of free will, my friends. The ability to damage your body in any way you see fit, despite varying levels of pain.

So last night I was listening to a few songs before I went to sleep (Curious? Knew you would be. They were "Signs" by Snoop Dogg featuring Justin Timberlake, "It Was a Good Day" by Ice Cube, "The Recluse" by Cursive, "Lover I Don't Have to Love" by Bright Eyes, "The End of the World" by The Cure, and "The Rat" by The Walkmen.) and I again felt this sharp, stabbing pain/pressure in my left ear which would be relieved upon removal of the earphone. This is when I faced a dilemma. Should I remove the inner-earphone, thereby easing my ear pain, but cutting short my midnight rendezvous with my iPod? HAAAAAYEEELLL NO!!

On my way in to work this morning, all seemed fine. I rocked out on the subway. But yet, here I sit after a quick trip to Westchester and back for work (lovely views of the Hudson at sunset), and my ear is KILLING me. It started on the train. Perhaps it was the music Gods punishing me for listening to six Janet Jackson songs in a row, but C'MON! You KNOW you loved her song, "If"!!!

But I'm hardcore and I'll tell you why. I plan on rocking out on the way home, left ear pain notwithstanding. I do not care. Because my step-dad just went deaf in his right ear and I would DIE if I went deaf!!! It just went! Poof! Like a switch! He HEARD it switch off!

Anyway, I'm going to chalk it up to the nasty cold I haven't been able to shake. Yes, the one with the snotting eyes. If it doesn't go away this weekend, I will see a doctor. But until then...

Life is short, my friends. Rock out with your c*ck out, because you never know. You just never, ever know.