There are days when the delicate equilibrium of my usual sparkling good nature fails a bit, and I have myself a little bout o’ the moody. It’s not necessarily anybody’s fault, but sometimes it is, and you better bet those bodies responsible are festooned with chest-hair and dangly bits.
Today, all is well with the world. I’m sporting the kind of deep-down, lazy satisfaction that generally accompanies either mind-melting sexual fulfillment or the consumption of a bum-wiggling good sandwich.
*melts and wiggles simultaneously to throw off the curious*
Yesterday though, it was an iTunes roller coaster. See, I can map my recent emotions through the iTunes ‘recently played’ folder.
Here’s how it played out.
After cracking an offended eye at the bleary, gray splotched daylight, took a desperate swipe at waking. -Soul Coughing- Super Bon Bon- Turned over, promptly fell back to sleep.
On second waking:
Rolled over onto phone, groaning, checked time. Cursed. Rose to check e-mail. Cursed. Gloomily stared into the depths of OSX, mentally stripping down the daily to-do list. - Smashmouth- Then the Morning Comes-
After a cheery breakfast of leftover stir-fry chicken and Dr. Pepper, a quick shower and some reproachful glares at the cell phone, a brief patch of optimism defined by a long string of Silversun Pickups that morphed, unexpectedly, into Ingrid Michaelson- The Way I Am -.
Now, the long dark tea-time of the soul, the *waiting* part of the day. When I could be doing something better with my time, but I’m just not fucking gonna. Not today. - Lazlo Bane- Trampoline - & Sarah Harmer- Weakened State-.
The fight & the remorse parts:
The lovey dovey shit:
Jesse McCartney… *shame faced* yes, I’ll admit it. That little Disney brat who can’t play his own instruments. ‘Take Your Sweet Time’, and then Bob Schneider- The World Exploded into Love-.
Happy Bouncy: Actually, a YouTube for this one: David Bowie’s ‘Dance, Magic, Dance” from the Labyrinth, (courtesy of Chuck Full o’ Blog)
At long last, the softer, reflective tunes that come when darkness falls down: Sara Bareilles, Between the Lines and -The Damnwells- Golden Days-.
Sleepy time. -Wilco- Either Way-
What a day.