...Dammit, I've crossed the event horizon. I've started listening
to some pop music, courtesy of my mad scramble Thursday evening to
create that mp3...feedback on it, maybe? Heh...I'm pretty sure I
don't have a future in songmixing...oh well. Anyway...someone
tell me why I'm listening to this stuff? My brain's gonna rot out
and become a puddle of mush if I don't help it out with a healthy dose
of trance...mrr...one more song...NO! MUST....CHANGE.....SONGS!!!
...grr. Didn't work. Anyway, as dumb as this is, I see why pop songs are called 'pop'...heh. So I'll hopefully keep my brain intact...and maybe be able to rid myself of these chains and go listen to good music...not to be hating on you pop-lovers out there, but pop just ain't my thing. Oh well. Anyway, work calls to me. Lata.
...grr. Didn't work. Anyway, as dumb as this is, I see why pop songs are called 'pop'...heh. So I'll hopefully keep my brain intact...and maybe be able to rid myself of these chains and go listen to good music...not to be hating on you pop-lovers out there, but pop just ain't my thing. Oh well. Anyway, work calls to me. Lata.
