Things I That Were Not A Good Idea Today, All Things Considered:
1. Staying in bed ’til eleven thirty with a novel. Let alone an Irish psychological thriller I’ve already read.
2. Hot chocolate and cigarettes.
3. Two-hour walk while listening to film scores, which are guaranteed to stir me up under the best of circumstances, let alone on my fourth week of unemployment and dramz.
4. Indulging a new fascination with Ringo Starr. This all started because of the boombox. During the computer-less episode of September, I unearthed an old Sony boombox from my parents’ garage so I could download new music on my work computer, burn it to a CD and then listen at home to find out if I like any of it. Oh, the trials I endured to feed my addiction. Anyway, I’ve been having some good times lately digging through old mix CDs from college again and playing them on the thing. I perch it on the toilet and the acoustics in my bathroom make for a welcome break from tinny computer speakers. On Saturday, while getting ready for a Christmas party, the opening bars of “Don’t Pass Me By” – a song whose very existence I had completely forgotten – came crashing out of the loo. Waiting for your knock, dear, on my ol’ front door/I don’t hear it – does it mean you don’t love me anymore? I’m a girl in no small amount of romantic limbo; I was powerless to resist. From there, it was the slightest slip into “Act Naturally” and now here we are (thankfully still able to draw the line this side of “Octupus’ Garden.”) Or perhaps it’s just the schnozz. I do love a man with a large nose.
This week’s installment of the unemployment mixtape:
YACHT – I Walked Alone
Georges Delerue – Thème de Camille (from Le Mépris)
The Beatles – Don’t Pass Me By
Robert Forster – Let Your Light In, Babe (we need a montage)
The Jesus & Mary Chain – Kill Surf City
Lana del Rey – Born To Die (okay, SHAME, I know but I am wallowing)
The Buzzcocks – Nothing Left
School of Seven Bells – The Night
