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This weekend I removed my ipod from its case for the first time in probably five years. I bought the ipod in 2006, got a cheap case which almost immediately scratched the screen, invested in a $30 rubbery ipod jacket instead, and it's pretty much lived in there ever since, until this weekend, when I was out of town with friends and we needed music for cards and drinking and my ipod wouldn't fit in the docking station with its case on. Poor thing was positively greasy in there. I guess it just goes to show that even ipods need a bath sometimes. I wiped the ipod down really well, and now I am planning to wash the case with actual dish soap. Meanwhile, my ipod is lying naked in my lap. It looks kind of anonymous and small.

Yoga # 71
Wednesday August 4, early morning
25 minutes
2085 minutes total

Started with weights and four sun salutations, then did balance poses, strength-building poses, and inversions. I hadn't done my headstand in ages and it felt really good. I also tried the walk-up-the-wall handstand prep, which I am really bad at. I need to practice doing that more than once a month if I ever want to be strong enough for a handstand. Overall a really nice and uplifting practice.

Last night I uninstalled iTunes. I actually uninstalled everything Apple-related on my computer (and then uninstalled some other stuff too just because I was on a roll--why were there three versions of Java on my computer, anyway?). I'm sure it will turn out to be a huge hassle when I reinstall, but last night it felt incredibly liberating. Empty recycle bin! And one step closer to finally having some new yoga playlists.

I had a great birthday evening. F and I had a fabulous dinner out in Media, and Wanda Sykes was at the next table.

I bought a new suit that looks fabulous on me. Apparently I am a size 6 on top and a size 10 or so on the bottom. That means that I can't shop for suits at Macy's. Stupid Macy's. Mad points to Express, of all places, and a secondary shout-out to the Gap, which also sold pants and jackets separately and which had a jacket I loved and pants that almost were great--it was just that the suit at Express was entirely awesome and had a skirt instead of pants. (Although I suppose they had pants too--I just tried the skirt--but anyway Express wins for having the most options and best outfit available.) I also bought a black blazer--it's not the awesomest one ever but it was on sale for 30 bucks and will be a good thing to have.

Turns out my recurring sore throat issue can be pretty much solved by Benadryl. Even CVS-brand Benadryl. I've been feeling so much better since I started taking it. I suspect that taking Benadryl daily might not be the best thing ever for my health, but at least I'm not feeling crappy like I was all last week.

The Super Awesome thing going on right now is that I was prompted to download the latest version of iTunes and did so, and now iTunes won't communicate with my ipod. When I plug the ipod in, it starts to connect but then iTunes just freezes up and I have to ctrl-alt-del to end the program. Apparently, from what I'm seeing on Apple's tech discussion boards, this problem has been going on with this version of iTunes for a good two months and Apple Support isn't dealing with the problem at all or even acknowledging that there is a problem. Meanwhile I just bought two albums of mp3s on amazon and I can't put them on my ipod to listen to, nor can I do anything to change my playlists or add new playlists. One guy on the boards recommended returning to an archived iTunes library file, which I tried and it didn't work. My next plan is to uninstall iTunes completely and then reinstall an earlier version, but I expect this to be a real pain and so I haven't started on it yet. Argh.

My name is officially changed on my social security card and my driver's license. Working on the credit cards now--I'm supposed to start getting new cards in the mail any time now.

I had sort of planned to go running this morning, but when the alarm went off I really didn't want to. I just snoozed it and coerced F into snuggling with me for an extra 20 minutes. I haven't snoozed the alarm like that in almost a year. Maybe I'll go running tomorrow or Friday instead.

The kitchen ceiling was repaired last Friday afternoon. Woot. Now a nice man named Bobby is refinishing the walls. He's scraped off the nasty stuff and I think he's plastering today and maybe painting tomorrow. He left us a nice note.

Look at me, trying to post more substantive content! I hope you're all excited.

I had lunch with Tariq today, and he mentioned watching Brokeback Mountain, and so the damn Brokeback theme has been stuck in my head all afternoon. I caught myself mournfully whistling it in the bathroom. Time to turn on my ipod. (And of course now I'm thinking about Brokeback To The Future, too, which is just silly.)

I've been whining for ages about how I have nothing to do, and now I actually have some work to do and I'm all dragging my feet about doing it because I'm so tired. Bleh.

Now up on yousendit:

The Tiny Goat - by The Gothic Archies

Now I will never think about this song again. Except that I will because that goat is inside my heart now, gnawing, and now that I know about him he'll make me sad forever.

::edit:: I realized what this song reminded me of. It reminded me of the short story "Miss Brill" by Katherine Mansfield. I had forgotten the title, so I looked it up online, and found the full text here (you can also download her entire short story collection from gutenberg.org). It's only maybe four pages long, quite short, but it will break your heart into little tiny pieces. Just finding it again and skimming through it, now I want to cry myself to sleep. I think you should all go read this story so I won't be all alone in this. But be warned--Mink, De, the sensitive ones among you--you will never forget this story and it will haunt you forever. I read it six years ago and I still remembered the whole thing. My mom never even read it, only had it described to her by me when she demanded to know what I was upset about, and she still remembers it. Go and be miserable, all my friends!

The shuffle on my ipod is toying with me this morning. It came up with Jewel's "You Were Meant For Me", followed two songs later by The Cure's "Love Song". Way to dwell, ipodzorznor.

At least it played me two David Bowie songs. That helped.

Thanks for doing my Name My iPod poll. The current frontrunners are Eli (which actually I thought of because my dad's middle name is Elias), Howl, and ipodzorznorz (which Jorn just came up with the other night off the top of his head and which for some reason I really like). I'm leaning toward Howl or ipodzorznorz but I still can't make up my mind. In other ipod news, Carlos is my new best friend because he's offered me his old ipod wall charger that he doesn't use anymore, and that will save me $30. That's worth not just a great big hug, but major help organizing your apartment if you still want it, dude (I didn't forget!). We should plan now a time to get together after my London trip, ok? (And interestingly, I wouldn't be going on this London trip if Carlos hadn't found super-cheap fares on Virgin Atlantic like, last summer. Dude, I'm going to organize the hell of your apartment!) Also, Heather has offered me her UK power adapter, so I can take back the one I bought and save another $13. I have Teh Best Friends. :)

Last night I went with Jorn, Dann, and Heather to see the Dave Chappelle block party movie. Good music and all, but I was most impressed that Dave Chappelle is actually honest-to-God *that funny* when he's just walking around and stuff. I wouldn'tve cared about the movie at all except that periodically he popped up and cracked some jokes.

Jorn leaves for his trip to TX tomorrow. I'll kiss him goodbye tomorrow morning and then I won't see him again for almost two whole weeks--by the time he gets back from TX, I'll be in London already. Teh Sad. :(

I bought an ipod.

PS. Now I can use this incredibly awesome geeky icon!