more throwing things, and an explanation

it was a week for throwing things, i guess. caramels, mousetraps, fits, you name it.

yes, mousetraps. i got one to the head. it snapped and grabbed a chunk of hair on the way down.

i don't even know who threw it. some 13 year old with bad manners. 

so anyways, that was when i threw the fit. because it doesn't really matter how childish it is to throw a fit, no one's going to fault you for it when people are throwing germy, mousey MOUSETRAPS at your HEAD.
anyways, you're probably wondering where that music is coming from. or why.
scroll way, way down, and on the sidebar, i've added a music player. why? because.
if you hate it, you can push pause. if you kind of like it and would like to keep listening to it even after you're gone from this place, you can click the button that says "pop-out player" and it will open up the music in a separate window!
technology can be friendly sometimes.
it's just a bunch of songs i fancy. i add to it once in a while, shuffle them around. it's mostly for L.I.T.H., because i used to bother them in their dorm rooms about five times a day with a "knock knock...i need to show you this song. i love love love love this song." and then i'd barge right in and turn off whatever they were listening to, shove my cd in the player and sprawl out on their bed, promptly bursting into tears if the song compelled me, or grinning like an idiot if the song called for that instead.
this is the online version of that. minus the grinning/bawling/saying, "oh, this is my favorite part right here!" every five seconds.
music is gnarly.

the obligatory new year's post

 i was up until 5:30 am this morning doing this thing they call "ringing in the new year." i rung it in and it wrung me out. i'm sleepy.
2010. a rather stupid number for a year, i think. it's too hard to say. what about when we tell our kids in the future about the past? "yeah, back in the summer of... ten..." it doesn't matter though. i have better things to get worked up about.
like snowflakes. who is the genius going around telling people that no two snowflakes are exactly alike?
how could they possibly know that? i know, crystals this and crystals that, and probability this and that. 10 to the power of 18 and nano crystals and water crystals etcetera, but still. i saw two, nay, THREE, identical snowflakes fall from the sky and light on my mitten the other day. i examined them and deemed them IDENTICAL. it doesn't matter though. i have better things to get worked up about.
like new year's resolutions. i spent all new year's eve trying to think of one. but really. anything i want to do better i'm already trying to do better. it wasn't like halfway through last spring i decided, "i want to be a better person, spend more time with my family, lose weight, and clip my toenails more often. starting nine months from today," and then went and got fat and wrote swear words on bathroom walls for fun because it wasn't january first yet.
i sound like a grouch but i'm not. just sleepy.
word to lith for being awesome.