Thursday, July 31, 2003

I've been sick. I'm sorry. Turned out that I also had polio, tuburculosis, Strep's A and B, Thrush, and an unknown bacterial infection. I didn't miss work, but looking back on it, I probably could have avoided a lot of unecessary drama if I had. I'm currently undergoing a dramatic episode at work: someone is devious and it's obvious to me and it doesn't matter to anyone else. Ever have that feeling? Me and my new complex, Cassandra are having a grand old time.

In any case: my lord, I feel better. I still can't eat things because my throat is raw -- but thankfully I no longer have to take medication. I've been encouraged by my boss to go and see a docotor because my lymph nodes are still fucked, but I'm willing to gamble that it's not life threatening. That and I think my doctor is a fucking quack anyway, so he'd probably tell me it's nothing anyway. He makes me want to be a doctor too. That way I could be my own boss, not know anything about people, have poor bedside manner (e.g. opening the examining room door when "a patient" is standing stark naked in the middle of it), be completely dismissive of my patients' concerns, prescribe them drugs they don't need to indulge their fantasies about what they have, provide little or no explanation of why they are ill or what they can do about, and most importantly, act as though they're holding me back from my true love which is spending lazy afternoons doing coke off of a stripper's tits.

Anyway, I just gave in today and joined LAUNCH Cast on Yahoo! It's a really nice streaming music service, suprisingly. Because of their user influenced filtering and such, I'm able to get a nice playlist that I enjoy. If you enjoy jazz, drum and bass, IDM, underground hip hop, and other assorted miscelaneous debris please enjoy my selections.

The one thing that really is fucked on it, though, is the fact that the logic that they're using to associate "similar artists" is a sad joke and can be borderline offensive. For example, there is absolutely nothing connecting my taste in Aphex Twin to Enya; nor is there any connection in my mind between Amon Tobin and Moby -- besides the fact that they tend to reach for samples before they do instruments, which I think is tenuous at best.

In any case, have a lovely evening -- 'cause I'm the fuck outta here.

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