The times, they be a-changin'
Well. 2003. Huh.
I know I'm moving, because I changed my address in Friendster. My gallery options went from 250 people to, uh, 15. Oh, Yellow Springs.
I'm going to be a student who does take classes, for the first time in a year. I dunno what I'm going to do with my paradoxical/ironical blurb on the side of my blog now.
I have withdrawn several CDs for use on my plane trip tomorrow. They are as follows:
Anna Oxygen - All Your Faded Things
Brendan Benson - One Mississippi
Atmosphere - Seven's Travels
New Pornographers - Electric Version
Talib Kweli - Quality
This list seems to be missing something, you say? Hah. Fooled you. As if I'd go anywhere without
Sleater-Kinney - Dig Me Out
Outkast's latest album may also be taken, but it's not THAT much of a plane ride.
I also plan to sit and rue the day that I bought the superpowered laptop with an hour forty-five long battery. And read. I do the whole "book" thing when I'm on planes.