Well this weekend was an interesting one... a little nastalgic... I figured since I was going to be graduating soon and moving I should start to reduce the shit that I have aquired over the last 21 years... what ensued was a vigilante style assult on all my shit... what was once a room full of stuff is now 2 drawers and 2 boxes (not counting my record collection... no ones touching those)...
Now I think I am almost ready to move where ever and not have to many things...
The rest of the weekend was spent catching up with some friends that I hadn't seen in a long time and watching movies... Dawn of the Dead was amazing...
also watched Second Hand Lions... that was such a good movie... haven't seen a good movie of that style since Life as a House...
I also came to the conclusion this weekend that I am moving twards all digital music... no more CD's for me... I am going to rip every CD I own and sell them... then i'm going to get a subscription to iTune or something like that... that though brings me to my next predicament...
What digital jukebox should I get... right now its a battle between the industry standard iPod and the semi-newcomer the Nomad Zen Xtra... the Zen has more capacity for the money but I don't know if the sound quality is as good... anyone know anything about these or know of any companies that did a review of it...?
Well thats really all thats going on with me... time to clean my room up and work on some papers...
P.S.
Don't worry 'bout one thing
Don't worry 'bout nothing
She said I'm not gonna let this one go
Nobody's on my side
Nobody seems to see
How much, how deep, how far these things can be
My eyes are dry and
I my eyes are dry and
I,I still don't even know you
I,I still wish that I could hold you
I,I sometimes wanna die
And everywhere I go
And everyone I see
Somehow almost sets me free
And the space where we meet
Is diferent from the rest
And I just can't seem to forget that
My eyes are dry and
I,I still don't even know you
I,I still wish that I could hold you
I,I sometimes wanna die
I, sometimes wanna die
I sometimes wanna
And you were the start
And now your the end
And you left me with nothing to defend
I need the voice of a good friend
can't stop myself from laughing
No matter how sad these things can be
These things can be
my eyes are dry and
I,I still don't even know you
I,I still wish that I could hold you
I,I sometimes wanna die
Now I think I am almost ready to move where ever and not have to many things...
The rest of the weekend was spent catching up with some friends that I hadn't seen in a long time and watching movies... Dawn of the Dead was amazing...
also watched Second Hand Lions... that was such a good movie... haven't seen a good movie of that style since Life as a House...
I also came to the conclusion this weekend that I am moving twards all digital music... no more CD's for me... I am going to rip every CD I own and sell them... then i'm going to get a subscription to iTune or something like that... that though brings me to my next predicament...
What digital jukebox should I get... right now its a battle between the industry standard iPod and the semi-newcomer the Nomad Zen Xtra... the Zen has more capacity for the money but I don't know if the sound quality is as good... anyone know anything about these or know of any companies that did a review of it...?
Well thats really all thats going on with me... time to clean my room up and work on some papers...
P.S.
Don't worry 'bout one thing
Don't worry 'bout nothing
She said I'm not gonna let this one go
Nobody's on my side
Nobody seems to see
How much, how deep, how far these things can be
My eyes are dry and
I my eyes are dry and
I,I still don't even know you
I,I still wish that I could hold you
I,I sometimes wanna die
And everywhere I go
And everyone I see
Somehow almost sets me free
And the space where we meet
Is diferent from the rest
And I just can't seem to forget that
My eyes are dry and
I,I still don't even know you
I,I still wish that I could hold you
I,I sometimes wanna die
I, sometimes wanna die
I sometimes wanna
And you were the start
And now your the end
And you left me with nothing to defend
I need the voice of a good friend
can't stop myself from laughing
No matter how sad these things can be
These things can be
my eyes are dry and
I,I still don't even know you
I,I still wish that I could hold you
I,I sometimes wanna die
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
cait:
woah- since when do you like Joydrop? 
lastbadger:
I so tried doing that before this move. While I did get rid of like 200 cd's. There was like another 200 I couldn't part with, or couldn't get crap for. Best of luck to you though. Someday, my technology will meet my needs for digital music and then I too can live without all these damn plastic platters.