I’ve been spending the last couple of hours trying to connect all the sites I’m on together. As of 1:52am, my Tumblr, Flickr and blog posts both to my Twitter and this blog, Twitter, Flickr, YouTube and Del.icio.us post to Facebook and I’m sure there are a couple more links somewhere, but my mind is currently too hazy to list all the connections.
Sleep calls. I obey.
Today I amused myself on the walk home by watching my walking progress on Google Maps on my iPhone, although I’m sure that it made me look like a retard, it was fun stalking myself as I walked the 100 metres back to my driveway.
But I digress.
I checked my mailbox as I walked up the drive, and joy! There were three envelopes from Quickflix in there. Now I know that I had a few good movies lined up in my Quickflix queue, so imagine my disappointment when I opened up the envelopes and found Wondrous Oblivion, American Splendor and The Sports Pages. Now American Splendor looks like it has potential, but the other two? I could just be biased against movies that fall under the sports comedy genre, but seriously, how on earth did Quickflix get the idea that I was into those kinds of movies? Most of the movies I rent are sci-fi/action/comedy/romance, and not once in the last year have I rented a movie that involves moving a ball around at high speeds.
Anyway, enough of my rant, I guess I should go outside and enjoy what’s left of the day. And possibly watch American Splendor later.
Omg! I was just watching the first episode of How I Met Your Mother (HIMYM) Season 2, and the song playing at the end of the episode intrigued me. It was a guy accompanied by an acoustic guitar, and one line in particular caught my attention, “Boys don’t cry.”
So of course I go to iTunes and look up that line, and get a long list of songs, but the most popular ones was “Boys Don’t Cry” by the Cure.
Being the smart shopper that I am, I double clicked the song title to preview it. It definitely wasn’t the same version as the song that was playing on the HIMYM episode, but that really wasn’t on my mind at the time.
The first thing that popped into my mind when I heard the song preview was, “I’m sure I’ve heard this before.” The second thought was “I’ve definitely heard this before…” And the third thought was “OMFG, I loved this song in 1999!”
See when I was a little kid in Year 7, my class went on this field trip to some dam where this fancy power station was located, and the trip from my boarding school to the city where the dam was located took about four or five hours. Since I was a wee lad of thirteen, I didn’t have the attention span that I do now so the trip basically consisted of listening to my Walkman, reading or playing on my phone.
I remember there was this one particular hour where I was dialing random numbers. Not all of them worked, but after dialing a particular number I heard music coming out of my phone, it was a guitar playing, and a man singing “Boys don’t cry.” The tune was pretty catchy and I kept dialing that number to hear that little bit of song over and over again.
I called that number so many times that I ran out of battery by the time we got to the place we were staying that night.
When my family and I went to the Philippines last December, I tried calling that number again, but sadly, it wasn’t working anymore.
For some reason I never tried to find out the name of the song back then, but hearing it today was like being bashed by the nostalgia stick multiple times, causing fractures and internal bleeding.
Ok, that simile was a little disturbing, but the memories that hit me after hearing the chorus was awesome. I basically just on my chair laughing at stuff that happened to me ages ago.
This basically ends my rave about the song, and probably confirms any suspicion that I am crazy. Buy the song on iTunes by clicking here, or watch the video on Youtube.
So I’m here at work, so far its been a pretty good shift since the ward is capped at 20 patients tonight. Only problem is I have a patient who takes ages to get to the toilet, another one who needs a suppository (but this one goes in the frontsies) and another one who seems to be immune to the effects of Endone.
They’re not a bad bunch though. They’re nice, don’t ring the buzzer constantly and can get up to pee. What more could a nurse ask for?
So I just walked into my housemates room on my way to the laundry, without knocking, thinking that since it was the weekend he wouldn’t be in there. Well guess what? He was there and he wasn’t alone.
Now normally I would have been mortified, but today for some reason I just mumbled “Sorry”, closed the door and went back to my room. I was a little bit embarrassed, but what I mostly felt was annoyance at not being able to do my laundry. How am I going to get clean clothes?!
I don’t know if this means that I’m becoming more confident or if I just don’t get embarrassed as easily as I did before. Either way I like it.
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