Well, folks. I'm leaving on holiday tomorrow. Flight departs at 6:30 tomorrow morning, and I will be on it, snuggled into an uncomfortable chair, girlfriend next to me, earphones in my ears, and with any luck, mini-bottle of wine in hand.
It took me a while to actually start getting excited for this trip. It probably only hit me a couple of days ago. I'm nervous, this is the first extended period of time I'll be spending around my girlfriend' mother, and there will be alcohol involved. Hopefully I don't make too much of an ass of myself.
For the first time since buying it, I completely erased and began rebuilding my iTunes playlist for the trip. It now contains:
-Against Me! - entire discography
- Johnny Cash comp.
-Bob Marley comp.
-the Clash - London Calling/Sandinista!
-Tegan and Sara - Sainthood
-Future of the Left - Travels With Myself and Another
-various Ted Leo and the Pharmacists songs
Katie prescribed that I check out both the National and the Dead Weather. I haven't listened to much of either bands material, but I suppose a holiday is a good time to become acquainted with new bands.
I considered bringing my guitar with me on the trip, but have decided against it. It will cost extra to transport it, and I don't have a great quantity of cash. It's depressing though, I've had visions of sitting on the beach as the sun goes down, drinking wine and strumming out some tunes. Real inspiring stuff. I'm thoroughly tempted to bring my harmonica instead, but I'm afraid that it'll quickly get on my friends' nerves. Oh well, I guess we'll see.
Anyways, I don't really have much to say right now. We'll see if another post is forthcoming before takeoff tomorrow. If not, have a nice week.
Ta ta for now.
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