what i need is a "shut down" switch
Hey, I think I'm holding up pretty darn good with my vow to not blog news or politics for a while. It hasn't had the desired effect of de-stressing my brain and nerves, but that's because I have a 13 year old daughter and she has almost completed her desired effect of sending me into a complete meltdown.
I can imagine the conversation years from now:
"Mom, what was I like when I was a teenager?
"Damned if I know. I drank a bottle of Jack Daniels every night so I would be too drunk to kill you."
"Wow. Jack Daniels saved my life."
"And mine honey. And mine."
I drink because I care!
Actually, I'm drinking herbal tea. Raspberry Zinger with a squeeze of fresh lemon juice. I have the headphones on. Nine Inch Nails.
Hey, what's with you people and Nine Inch Nails, anyhow? Why does everyone think that whatever came after Pretty Hate Machine sucked? I love The Fragile. I think it's a work of art, a piece of musical genius overflowing with emotion. Yes, sometimes it sounds as if Trent took a bunch of guitars and ran them through the "noise" filter on Photoshop (ok, you have to imagine there that you could actually Photoshop a sound to understand that). But it's beautiful and heartbreaking and it's just loud enough to drown out my son's guitar playing, which sounds like it was put through a "I want play guitar in an emo band" filter.
So, tea. Trent Reznor. Christmas shopping at Amazon (I'm getting a GameCube for Christmas!). Husband cooked dinner and did the dishes. Kids in another room watching the Billboard Awards.
Something is going to go wrong eventually. I better go get some playtime in while I can.