I’m gussying myself up for Jess’ shindig tonight, I realise three things. I probably realised a few more than three things, but these are the three that stuck.
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First, voting for Triple J’s hottest 100 is open, and I’m disappointed to find that there’s no They Might Be Giants in the list. Nevertheless, there’s lots of other great music that’s come out this year that’s worthy of a vote, and I ended up pretty happy with the short list I came up with.
If you haven’t voted yet, you should do so on the Triple J Hottest 100 site.
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Thing two that I realised is that I really need to get a grip. I was given one more in a series of many abrupt but welcome shocks the other day, and I realise that what I’m working toward at the moment just isn’t going to happen. So my dreams and aspirations have been replaced with an emptiness waiting to be fortified with new ones.
I’ll write more on that later, but for the time being let’s just say that my mood’s gone from “apathetic and listless” to “proactive yet terrified”. I just sincerely hope this isn’t just getting cold freelance feet and running away.
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Third thing I realised is that I’ve got a whole load of white shirts that I bought in the somewhat distant past that are fantastic to use as under-shirts. I’m nowhere confident enough to wear them out in public by themselves, and I love compounded outfits, so it makes sense to rug up, especially considering how cold it can get at night.
So I thought I’d drop by and update since I’m feeling unusually camp and contented. To be extra honest, I pulled out the laptop to check the train timetables, but this happened instead.