Everyone knows the unofficial start of summer is the day school let’s out, as soon as you walk out of the June heat into your (hopefully) air-conditioned house. But today is the actual start of summer, June 21st, more collectively known as Summer Solstice. And coincidentally, today is also my fortieth post. That is actually big, because I think now that makes more posts on Internet Junk than all of my three old categorized blogs combined. Also, I just proved that I can commit to something… I’ve posted every day for forty days, even when I once had seven minutes until midnight to write the post.
The sad part is that I really do not have much to write about today, and I was actually hoping to do something memorable! I didn’t have time for a movie (I was too busy being my geeky self and playing Half-Life 2), and there were no really funny moments this morning because instead of goofing off at VBS I was working a funeral across the parking lot. I’m not saying that wasn’t interesting in itself, or that reading Jason Bourne to the background music of funeral bells didn’t have it’s own mystique, but it sure wasn’t getting laugh-drunk while dancing to really whacky songs. Oh yeah, and my computer crashed about five times. Damn PCs…
Oh yeah, and just in case you didn’t realize it, being OCD sucks. Royally. Because even though I’m perfectly organized (really because I’d go crazy if I wasn’t… case and point), every time someone brings up one of my things that I’d lost or someone else had lost even five years in the past, I get all dreary and gloomy because I need that lost thing back. I’m serious. It drives you crazy. Now let’s go to commercial.
SONG OF THE DAY: VIOLET HILL
I’ve been keeping this one on the back burner for a while, and hopefully it’ll pull up my terrible post. This is probably the best song that you’ve never heard of, and if you have then that means you’re ahead in life. Listen. Or watch. Whatever you like. Ciao…
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