the longest road out

I’m actually trying to do work.

Really.

I am.

But, you see, it’s too quiet.  I need music to listen to if I’m going to do any sort of research.

But none of the thousands of songs on mine or my roommate’s iPods are quite right.  Plus I’m kind of bored with Pandora.

So, obviously, I need to create a last.fm account.  It’s a study aid.  Really.  And it’s disgraceful that I’ve gone this long without one anyways.  It’s a necessity.

But there’s a problem.  The only username I use is already taken.

So now, when I really, really want to be doing homework, I have to try to come up with a username I don’t hate.  Or else it will be eerily silent in here and I’ll never get anything done again, ever.

Junior year is so demanding.