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WP Prompt of the Day: What’s a song that changed your life?
“Changed” in what way? They all make me feel something, that’s why I listen to them. I’ve run so many fucking miles to Eminem’s “Lose Yourself”. The snarky bitterness of “Keep Yourself Warm” by Frightened Rabbit made me a fan of the band; that plus their song “Swim Until You Can’t See Land” got me through a lot of angry commutes. The amount of music that triggers a frisson response from me makes me wonder what would happen if I actually had decent hearing. If I could ever hear properly, I’d be overwhelmed. Lord help me if I ever end up at EDC or Lost Lands, I’d probably just lay there on the ground and absorb it all.
Good morning, world. I’m up, because Podrick wouldn’t let me sleep. He wanted me to snuggle him, and I did. Any time he came up on the bed, he lumbered up my chest for a cuddle. However, when he wasn’t on the bed with me, he was interested in only one thing: EMPTY ALL THE THINGS. He pulled everything out of my milk crate of streaming gear. One of my dresser drawers was open just enough for him to snag things out of there. He fucked with a tripod he found, he pulled all the plush chicken tendies out of my basket of “emotional support nuggets”. I did not need that sort of shit at 6am.
Shawshank and I spent yesterday doing stuff. I redid my landing page for all my smutty shit. I smoked a bunch and made the robot overlords write several paragraphs of bullshit that sounds like it’s straight out of LinkedIn. Shawshank handled laundry and played Tropico all afternoon. After dinner, we revived a Halloween tradition and watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show. It’s been a few years, because we only have it on an old DVD and haven’t had a DVD player in over a decade.
Today is fucking gray. Shawshank has the opening shift today, and won’t be home until around lunch time. Once he’s home, we’re heading out to Slightly BiggerTown for groceries.
