Don't let the troubles in your head steal too much time, you'll soon be dead...

I have the rest of my life to work right? But don't I have that same time to have fun and have friends? 

I think, scratch that... I KNOW I need to be more worried about working right now and saving money than about having fun and hanging out with friends. I've taken to this hermit lifestyle rather quickly since I've been living away from the city so I think i'd be alright with a second job and only a night a week with friends. I spent a couple of hours this morning before work picking up and filling out job applications for anywhere and everywhere. I filled out application for places from Starbucks to Ace Hardware... That's how bad I need a second job.

Quote to think about:

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.

-George Eliot

I have always loved this quote but I never really thought about it until this past weekend. I was sitting on the bus, soaking wet, with my target bags and I should have been miserable yes? Was I? Nope. I had my i pod blasting some music into my ears. Music that makes me feel like I could never want anything else. You're probably thinking I was listening to some majestic piece from the classical era or some Bob Dylan song with genius lyrics... Nope. Wrong again. 

I was listening to a song with these lyrics:

Thursday night,

everything's fine,

Except you've got that look in your eyes,

when I'm telling a story

And you find it boring your thinking of something to say.

You'll go along with and then drop it

And you Humiliate me, in front of our friends.

Then I'll use that voice what you find annoyin'

And say something like

"intelligent input darlin' why don't you just go and have another beer then?"

Then you call me a bitch and everyone we're with will be embarrassed,

and I won't give a shit.

My fingertips are holding onto the

cracks in our foundations,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And everytime we fight I know its not right,

everytime that your upset and I smile

I know I should forget, but I can't.

You said I must eat so many lemons,

'cause I am so bitter.

I said "I'd rather be with your friends mate,

cause they are much fitter"

Yes it was childish

and you got aggressive

and I must admit that I was a bit scared,

but it gives me thrills to wind you up.

My fingertips are holding onto the

Cracks in our foundations,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And everytime we fight,

I know its not right,

every time that your upset and I smile,

I know I should forget,

but I can't.

Your face is pasty,

'Cause you've gone and got so wasted,

what a surprise,

don't want to look at your face,

'cause its making me sick.

You've gone and got sick on my trainers,

I only got these Yesterday.

Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this.

Well I'll leave you there till the mornin',

and I purposely won't turn the heating on

and dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one.

My fingertips are holding onto the

Cracks in our foundations,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And everytime we fight,

I know its not right,

every time that your upset and I smile,

I know I should forget,

but I can't.

And every time we fight I know it's not right,

every time that you're upset and I smile.

I know I should forget, but I can't.

These are not happy lyrics yet I couldn't help but sit on that bus grinning and thinking that who cares if it's pouring on my wide open saturday afternoon! I listened to Kate Nash all weekend and I'm pretty sure I never stopped smiling. Give it a listen.