Demiurgic

Today (and last night) I have spent a lot of time sorting out my music collection. In the last few years it has grown to epic proportions and, to be honest, I don’t even like some of the stuff that was in it. On top of that there were some glaring omissions from my library, such as Johnny Cash and Jane’s Addiction. Add into that the fact that some of the music wasn’t labeled properly and some of it just didn’t even have the right name (there’s nothing like listening to AC/DC, especially when Back In Black comes on, only to look down at your iPod and realise it says that Let There Be Rock is playing instead). So I’ve been having a spring cleaning.

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It’s always nice when the weather matches your mood, isn’t it? Like this morning for example. After a fairly lousy weekend I wake up on Monday morning with a typical case of Monday morning blues to find that it’s cold, wet, horrible and I have a hole in the bottom of my shoe. As I stood in a puddle waiting for my lift and wondered why my foot was getting very cold and very wet I took a long drag from my cigarette, looked up at the incoming rain and thought “Ah, it must be Monday.”

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