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After watching about 20 minutes of “The Office” on YouTube, I decided I should do something that looked like I was being productive. (And trying to silently laugh so hard that I snorted instead,) I am now “writing an email”. Woo.

The new Shins album came out yesterday. I have yet to hear it, except for the song that I was listening to this morning when my alarm clock accidentally put me back to sleep. The song was so relaxing – too relaxing. I’ve already read reviews – people curse The Shins for their simple sound, yet they lay into them for trying something different. Honestly, if only half the CD is good, I’ll be happy. The one thing about this new album, however, is that it falls prey to what some sites call the “Braff-lash” – the mainstream-ization of once purely indie bands. Will this album chart in the top 10 next week? Only time will tell. However, prepare to look severely less indie when talking about The Shins at parties.

I saw Children of Men on Sunday with my dad. Holy shit, that movie was intense. It was incredibly good, and incredibly sad. I’m not going to ruin anything, because I’m sure you’ve already read the reviews, but I highly suggest you see it.

I’m sick. I was completely fine all last week, with a little case of the sniffles, and instead of resting and drinking Emergen-C, I chose to drink copious amounts of alcohol and run around town. I woke up Monday hacking and sneezing and sniffling… not the best thing when you’re in a quiet classroom around people who are actually trying to “learn”. Damnit.

We are officially going to Aspen! Yay! Since it was going to be a whole gaggle of us, we couldn’t stay at the Burton house, even though Diana is staying there with Preston. We are going to be staying in (freaking) Carbondale again, which means it’s going to be a huge adventure… but sometimes getting there is the funnest part.

At work, Melissa and I have to plan a whole awards banquet. Wtf? Hopefully it goes well.

I’m sure you’ve had a day where “to the left, to the left” has been endlessly circling around your brain. I’ve got Irreplaceable stuck in my head and can’t get it out. Even though I hate Beyonce’s armpit-showing, weave-wearing, high-pitched-screaming ass, I’ve got to admit that I like that song… something about “I could have another you in a minute” strikes a chord with me.

Oh, this is another “you’re welcome” moment in Good Bloggie history… there’s a search tool that you can use to search for mp3’s on Google – no P2P software necessary. It’s actually really cool… Maybe if I figure my crap out, I can start hosting mp3’s… until someone shuts me down.
http://www.cwire.org/google-search-tools