Like so many others, I’m in love with music. The new Silver Mt. Zion is a perfect case in point. Yum!
Archive for October 26th, 2003
Sunday, October 26th, 2003
Ah, Sunday. Though it be the seventh day of my week, I’m rarely able to rest on it. Fact is, Sunday is typically one of the most productive work-related days in my week — marking, planning, procrastinating… You know, all the fun and games associated with having to do work on a weekend, right down to the reality of knowing “there are better things I could be doing with my time.”
That said, it’s somewhat ironic that I’m sitting here stroking my own ego in the ether that is the internet. Bah. Hah. Hrrm. Have pretty much finished my work for the day (and to think, it’s only noon!) and am contemplating how best to spend the rest of my day. Eager to see m’love again — had a great time last night — and am keen too to sit down and indulge in some music.
Broke out some old Leaether Strip the other night to listen to, having been humming “Lies To Tell” for a few hours, and contented myself with that old Zoth Ommog EBM sound this morn whilst marking. It was funky. Now I’m sitting here, wanting to listen to the new Silver Mt. Zion disc on Constellation that I picked up the other day, but craving rather desperately to be reading 100 Bullets Vol. 2. Problem is, I don’t own 100 Bullets Vol. 2 yet, having just purchased Vol. 1 on Friday (and, should it not be apparent to the casual reader, deeply enjoyed it too).
Anyways, I’m rather hungry at the moment. This whole daylight savings time schtick has confused my poor tummy. Methinks I shall have to venture to the kitchen, perhaps beyond, to find something to club to death, cook, and subsequently consume. Perhaps beyond that I shall roam into the city to accomplish a few errands: sate my 100 Bullets craving, purchase the new Do Make Say Think disc (which was sold out when last I checked, argh), and investigate screenings for the upcoming Matrix film. In fact, I wonder…
/picks up phone
Damnit. All dramatic tension as to who exactly I was going to call (why I was going to call is outlined just above) flew out the window because someone upstairs is occupying the line. Sigh. I shall have to wait to call m’love…
Oh, wait. Oops. The cat is out of the bag. Love, I’ll be calling you shortly. :)