well... lj is being mean, so it looks like I'm going to update here, for now. not that that's a bad thing... it is actually a good thing that the "web site is not responding," because it will give all of you dland readers... something to read.

so, I spent a lot of the other night listening to postal service... which is... okay... but for all of you that don't know me very well (and for some of you that do), I have to analyze everything I listen to, even if it's really bad emo. so... I kept on freaking out about how it sounded like a combination of death cab for cutie (the lead singer, totally) and william ørbit (this electronic musician guy who I learned about at week one of camp)... alison could probably tell you that I was freaking out a lot. because I was. because I'm a music nerd like that. so, I did a little google research today...

the lead singer for the postal service is named ben gibbard... who is also the lead singer for death cab for cutie (sorry postal service fans, dc4c is still way cooler). and... in an interview of one of the synth musicians for postal service... none other than william ørbit was named as an inspiration.

*proud*

I am so musically... freakish.

in other news...

I am supposed to go out to lunch with my dad tomorrow (woo for family bonding time... I *heart* my car), but the people at NL dental moved my appt. from 10:30 to 11:30. this is a problem, considering that (in no logical order) a) dad works half an hour away, b) I won't be able to eat afterward, and c) his lunch hour is from noon to 1. so... if this is just a check up/dental cleaning/whatever... rescheduling is definitely under consideration. methinks I must discuss things with my dad, first... b/c I'm just like that.

nobody emails me/comments on my lj/signs my guestbook/writes anything ANYWHERE anymore... not in lj, not in dland... not in anything I can find online. that = major suckage. I get bored easily. and... summer = my time, but the computer is a convenient way of keeping in touch with people without actually seeing them. which I am very fond of doing.

I wonder if I will ever hear back from any of my potential future employers. hmm... *shrugs*

the money is unfortunately a necessity (I am trapped by the deal I made with my parents a year ago, I have to pay for my car), but I hate working. with a passion. I don't know why. it's like... an unnecessary continuation of the burnout I suffer with during the school year. I need summer for my sanity. I sit around and watch movies and read like crazy and play my trumpet for hours and write and think... I NEED that time to myself.

this = my first real week of summer

next week = possibly my first week of working

that = sucky

umm... there is nobody online, and I am not really that interesting to read about. not here, at least. I tend to say more interesting things when I think nobody is listening. when I know nobody is listening. because it is always the interesting things that end up getting me into trouble. guess that is just how it works.

I like diaryland, because I write lots and lots and lots, and every entry gets its own little page, and it's all happy

livejournal is a lot more informal/short

I think I've already talked about that. a lot.

that's because I have nothing interesting to say.

umm... I think I'm going to go play scales now.

laters.

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