Yes, yes, yes! I ordered an iPod yesterday. Which means I can finally ride the train again. And drown out the sound of brutality with noises by Taylor Swift and Katy Perry and Robyn and The Human League and Depeche Mode and Yazoo and MMG and whatever else. Because as tite as interacting IRL with friends can be, listening to strangers blah, blah, blah about this, that, and the other is so indisputably the worst thing ever. I just think people in general are super overrated, and hearing them exist is the ultimate struggle. So yea, I'm super hype on this whole iPod thing.
Mighty Mouse - Ice Beer (Bootleg Version) by Mighty Mouse
Bird Peterson and Ocelot - Soul Survivor by T&ARecords
Was posted up at the bar around the corner from my spot last night. Yapping about a bunch of cheesy songs I play at one of my residencies. And NSR's all, "Blah, blah, blah, you're a Bar Mitzvah DJ, blah, blah, etc." And so naturally I just kept talking about my cheese and he did this thing he does where he rolls his eyes because he can't deal with what a cheesy turd he's hanging out with. Anyways. The gal DJing played an Avril Lavigne song. And I kinda got pretty super excited. But I'm all, "Chill, self. Or Noah's gonna make fun of you again, and that'd totally suck." So I got to thinking. Like. How long do I have to wait for an official compilation of Avril Lavigne's greatest hits?
Related: I really wanna go to the Warped Tour this summer. So if you're friends with me, live in NYC, and read this blog, please consider hanging out with thousands of 16-year-olds and me for a day. I'm looking at you, Noah. Miles and Drew. Kinney. Etc.
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