Moving: One Day Until Departure

Okay. I meant to do something else but I'm pressed for time. I still have to go to work for 5 1/2 hours today, and then I have some last minute packing and organizing to do.
I just want everyone to know that I'll try my best to write Friday but I may not be able to. I have to unpack and get ready for work, etc.

I'm still open to suggestions if anyone has any. Take care! Wish me luck!

Country Music

Let me start by saying: this is not going to be a history lesson. I will likely mention a few things that are history related, however, those will be points of interest.

I’ve been listening to Country music (also known as ‘Country and Western’) since I was about 8 or 9. While I tend to prefer the modern Rock influence on newer Country (sometimes called ‘Rockabilly’) I do enjoy listening to older Country by people like Johnny Cash as well.
Don’t quote me because there’s a chance that I’m wrong, but Country has its roots in the 1920’s when settlers were moving to the U.S. from Europe. They brought stringed instruments with them such as the fiddle. I believe they also brought older versions of the banjo (bada-ban-ban-ban-ban-bow) and the guitar, but again: don’t quote me I’m probably misinformed.
Country music led to Rock music (with some help from Blues and a couple others I believe). So whenever you start complaining that Country sucks think about that. I know a lot of people dislike Country but I think if more of them would just give it a try they may be convinced differently. Or not. At least they would have tried though.
Fun fact: People who listen to Country music are apparently more likely to commit suicide than people who listen to other types of music.


I'll try to come up with something to write about on Wednesday. I'm moving Thursday though so I may not have anything up until Friday. Take care, see you all on Wednesday hopefully.

Music

Music is a topic I love discussing. Almost as much as I love talking about books. Music has played a huge part in my life. And-just like my life-my taste in music has changed and grown. I started out being close-minded about music. I liked what I liked and that was all. It took me a while to realize that I didn't have to stop liking the music I already liked, if I started like different music.
My music appreciation goes through phases. Sometimes I like rock, or metal. Sometimes I like jazz, swing, and the blues. I often like punk. For now I like country. However, it will change again. Probably sometime next month.
The point is, there is a lot of music out there. A lot of good music.
I'm going to write about a genre of music on Monday. All suggestions welcome. If I don't get any I'll start with country music.
See you Monday!

A Box Full of Crayons

On the off chance that the few people who read this didn't notice, my blog is rather emo. My main source of angst: my housemates. I'm moving now though so with any luck that should lessen the angst. I felt like I should re-do the look of my blog while I was at it. I'm still trying out different ideas so right now I'm just adding some more gadgets and fooling around with text and colour. Who knows, I may change the whole layout soon.
Wait and see *wink*

Anyway; I haven't decided what to write about next. I'll still put poetry up sometimes. I'd also like to start putting up raves for books I like, and I would like to discuss music. Who knows, politics may even come up. As it is right now I'm open to suggestions. So if there's anything you'd like me to write/blog about comment and if I'm not horribly opposed to the idea I'll try it out for a post and see where that takes me. Take care all.

Moving: Packing

Easily the most frustrating part of moving, I still need to pack. And I've gained more items since moving out the first time. I'm going to have to be really picky about what to keep. And I have 11 days left. Sigh. And I've only done four boxes. SIGH.

My Obfuscating Kitten

So I have a new kitten. He's adorable. He's really playful and hyper. It's cute except for when he keeps me awake.
No he doesn't have a name yet. I'm working on it.

My 'Weekend' is Just Work I Don't Get Paid For

Okay, it's not really 'work', but I'm busy. Today I have to go look at the house I'm moving to, then when I get home I ave to get ready for a party tonight. I'm visiting friends from high school tomorrow, which means I have about an hour bus ride to look forward to. But I get my kitten so it's all good. I'm happy to visit my friends too :P Then on Thursday I have my volunteer job. So yeah. My 'days off' are pretty busy. Oh well. It's good busy.

Moving: The Mental Process

Even though it still feels like things are falling apart, or at least crumbling at the edges I'm starting to feel really good about my decision to move. I need out, and I'm getting out.
Yes I'm still worried that things may be worse. Yeah I'm worried that this is a huge mistake. Yeah I feel bad about borrowing money from my parents for this. But honestly, if I don't leave now I will eventually. And if I do it later it probably won't end well.
Now we all know I'm leaving, and while it's not on the best terms it's on better terms than could be reasonably expected. On my part at least. Yeah I'll probably miss the house. It's a nice place. But it's not worth my remaining shreds of sanity.

Moving Day: July 1st

So I'm moving out. Finally. I'm going to a place south of where I am now. I'll still live in the same city though. I'm moving to a place where I'll be paying the same as what I pay here only there will be two people that I don't know as compared to here with five people that I do know. I hope it'll work out.
I get to see the place on the eighth. I really hope this will work out.