Musical Musical Chairs

I'm trying desperately as of late to play catch up/keep up with music released this year. Lately, it's been a bit discouraging. I feel like I'm trudging through a lot, and liking only a little. Most of the time I find myself just wanting to listen to Matt & Kim again. Or to listen to the new Yeah Yeah Yeahs just one more time because it's comfortable and it's grown on me.

Tonight, for instance, I acquired Cymbals Eat Guitars' "Why There Are Mountains", Royksopp's "Junior", and the epic compilation "Dark Was the Night". I only made it halfway through CEG before I gave up. Which is not to say it's bad, it's just new. And new isn't always a good thing. Though I do really want to listen to The Thermals' new album. I have a feeling it's going to be a bit like an old sweater and I'm not going to want to take it off.

And All in The World Was... Strange.

This marks the period of greatest upheaval in my life. Generally, I would qualify that by saying, "since I was twelve years old" but I think this is the pinnacle.

Which is not to say that change is bad. I enjoy change, and embrace it as a natural key to growth and evolution, but holy shit. This is a lot of change. A lot of good change, but also a lot to deal with. My new job is going incredibly well, which honestly doesn't surprise me all that much. My boss loves me, though not my use of public transportation. She actually abhors that. But then again, she drives a Hummer. I'm in the process of looking for a new apartment, which is interesting. I haven't lived by myself in nearly a year, which has the potential to be incredibly lonely, but I think it's going to be good. I tend to feel a bit more sane when I live by myself.

I went on a date last night. That's really all I have to say about that. That's really all there is to say.

All of a sudden I miss everyone, though it's not so sudden, and I know that everyone is off being productive. Lately, I feel a bit bogged down with emotion, to the extent that I can't express any of it, except maybe some petulance. I've been writing a lot of haikus lately, which sounds incredibly emo, but is actually very theraputic. The rigid structure of the poem somehow allows my mind to function more efficiently. It makes sense to me.

We'll see where this goes. I have a feeling that most of my post are going to be inane rambling, which for me is a good thing. For readers, maybe not so much.