January 11, 2004 :: 2:01 a.m.
I am the scourge of clean laundry everywhere
I've fallen into the black hole of diary ennui. I don't ever feel like writing anymore. It's not so much that I have nothing to say, because even when I've done nothing all day but stare at the wall I can come up with
something to say. It's more of a lack of motivation, I guess. This just isn't as satisfying as it used to be, for whatever reason, so I'm less gung-ho about chronicling my fairly uneventful life. Alas. But here I am anyway, so if nothing else we've learned that I am unfailingly a creature of habit. Good to know.
I bought this CD because I wanted one song off of it that I couldn't find on Soulseek. One song that I did end up obtaining in stupid DMR-protected Windows Media format. That was of no use to me, so I just bought the damn thing. And now I discover that I don't particularly like it. I love the one song, though, so I don't really regret it much. And considering the huge collection of music on my hard drive that I haven't paid for, I figure it's only fair that I shell out 11 bucks for this unspectacular CD that contains one spectacular song.
So what is this song that would prompt me to throw away 11 of my non-plentiful dollar bills? Well, friends, this song is track two - Time. It was played during the last scene of Friday's Joan of Arcadia, and as such I am sent into a giddy state whenever I listen to it. Seriously, all I can do is grin and go SQUEEEE! Because I love that show with all my little heart, and I especially loved that last scene. Aww. Just... aww. The fact that I spent 11 bucks for the song that was played over it is a testament to just how much I am in hopeless TV love. Le happy love sigh.
In that same vein, I tried to burn my downloaded episodes of said show into VCDs for easy re-watching. It sort of worked, but not well enough for me to be satisfied. The copies that I have downloaded are all high-definition, widescreen versions. They look gorgeous. But when I burned them onto the CD, they came out in regular TV format and were decidedly less beautiful. Kind of squished from the format change, too. Blah. I can't figure out how to convert the files into VCD-appropriate MPEG1 format without losing the 16:9 ratio. It's intensely annoying and I have no idea how to fix it. GRRR.
Giles is in my bed. He has his furry little head up against my pillow. I may or may not have to kick him out; we shall see. I think I'm going to have to weight Rufus in the morning to see how hulking he really is. I think he's been getting bigger lately. It's sort of disconcerting. He's morphing into a scary giant-sized killer kitty. Maybe because of all the dog food he's been eating lately?
Uck. Okay, yeah, this CD really blows. I'm ripping a copy of it to my hard drive in case I get a strange yen to listen to it, but the actual CD will most likely be shoved in a drawer and forgotten. Or into a bag or a pile, rather, since the only drawers I have are those in my dresser and I'm not in the habit of shoving random things in to live with my clothes. Hell, I'm not even in the habit of shoving my clean clothes in there to live with my clothes that haven't been worn. It's like I'm emptying it out piece by piece, and as each piece is washed it just sits in the laundry basket and rots, never to see its beloved dresser home again.
Yeah, I'd make a crap housewife. It's embarrassing just thinking about it.
back & forth
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