I Don’t Find This Stuff Amusing Anymore

Sadly the weekend has gone too fast and it is another long five days until a new opportunity to sleep-in comes around. Being alone for most of the weekend, you would have thought I could have caught up on some well-needed sleep or at least cleaned up my room again. But alas I did neither, and I think I ended up making a bigger mess. Maybe next weekend, but who are we kidding.

I realized something when I was driving home for lunch today; I listen to a lot of “oldies” music. It is just because I can’t stand the new music that is out today, or was music just better 20, 30 and even 40 years ago?

I counted it up, and of the 142 artist on my ipod, 22 of them were artists recording before I was even born. Included in this group were The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, The Bee Gees, Simon and Garfunkel and James Taylor.

I did not include the 12 artist from my ipod who were 80s hit makers, including The Police, The Bangles, Wham and Cyndi Lauper. Nor did I know where to put all of my 90s pop stars including The Spice Girls, The Cardigans or U2. (Doesn’t it sound like I have the best ipod of all time?)

The Beatles alone make up 13% of the songs I have, but enough with the statistical data. Have I just been watching too many Timelife CD compellation commercials, or is this just the way music is going, are my children going to be listening to hits from today when they are my age?

The summer is quickly coming to an end and to be honest, I think it is about time. This summer didn’t have any of the events of last year, or mystical charm of years gone by. It is hard to believe that there is just one more Sunday with our London Road equivalents, but sadly, I am ready to leave them as well.

What happened, when did I become so cynical? I started this summer as such an optimist. I blame my horoscope for getting my hopes up. I think I really need to stop reading them. Maybe my expectations were too big.

Here’s to:

Just what we needed, right when we need it.

Imogen Heap coming right before James Taylor on my ipod. Best work playlist ever.

Wearing jeans to work this week (Three cheers for Whoop-Up Days), and still being the classiest dresser here.

Ashley. We have lived together so long without too many major incidents. Thanks for being understanding, entertaining and funny. Now who is going to laugh at me crying on the kitchen floor? Who will write all of my heartaches into a song? And who will I watch Japanese Anime with? Come back and visit. Please.

You. I missed you. Could you tell?

I Tried To Move You But You Just Wouldn’t Budge. (The next line is just as true.)

Good Luck. God Speed.