My head hurts, I'm tired, and my body feels completely messed up. I can't escape the sensation that I abuse myself horribly. Ugh. I wonder why it would suddenly catch up with me so badly today? *shrug* I guess I really just wanted someone to whine to. Sorry

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I was thinking about the first time I heard Portishead for some reason. CLM had come over with this great new CD that I just had to hear. Little did I know. I had heard Sour Times on MTV once but I didn't have anything to associate with it. He played Dummy for me, I guess. What an unbelievable CD. I liked it then but it would take me about four years to really realize just how much. I still listen to it regularly. It was just a striking persistence of memory situation. I can picture us sitting on the floor in the main room of that apartment I had at Huntington Hollow. The upstairs unit that faced the pool and had the kickass balcony. For some reason I remember it being kind of a dreary day. Just thought I'd share that.

Funny how many times that situation recurred. Different day, different weather, different CD but always the same players and the same kind of slow burn as far as my attitudes about the disc in question.

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I just ordered a copy of Orbital's In Sides special edition. I really could only be more excited if I had gotten it on vinyl. I guess I'm just goofy.

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More in a minute.