Titles are for punks

I realized today that sometimes I don't do things for the shallowest reasons. The main reason I don't exercise is that I don't like my head sweating, because it makes my hair puffy more quickly. The main reason I never picked up the guitar is because I didn't want to cut off my fingernails. Well, today I ran around my yard and did aero-chi (yes, that's what it's called), partly in an effort to remedy my chronic fatigue and partly because I was sick of being a girly pansy. ("Don't want to sweat". What kind of reason is that?) As for the guitar thing, I dunno. I think I could deal with short fingernails, but that's not the problem. Ironically, I adore singing, but me and musical instruments don't get along. Yes, I played the saxophone for 4 years, but then I what? Quit. Tried the piano too. Quit. I just don't think I have the drive. If I really wanted to play the guitar, I could. I just don't feel like buying one when there's a chance I might not follow through.

Anyway, today my friends came to mind in weird little ways. I drank from a black Jammin' Java cup, and I was like, "Jones gave this to me." Then I remembered this was his reject cup, and I felt a little less appreciative. I'm serious. Apparently, only employees get this little plastic cup, and he didn't want it, so he gave it to me. Yeah, that does take some of the sentiment out of it. But I laughed at my poor coffee monkey friend, who is now working at three places that sell coffee. My friend, you have crossed the threshold into ultimate coffee monkeyhood. Dum dum dum.

And I realized there are songs that remind me of friends. Everytime I hear "You're Here" by Sixpence (the true fans never say "None the Richer"), I picture Lou playing the violin to that song (Don't you just love that part of the song?!) Man, I'd play the violin just so I could learn to do that, but, um...*points above* instrument issues...

When I hear "Fortress" by Pinback, I think of Callis, partly because he gave me the song and partly because it does sound like a Callis kinda song. Especially the cootie-wootie line just thrown in there for no reason. Man, I miss the guy already, and I don't even live in Columbia at the moment...phooey.

And when I hear "Extraordinary" by Liz Phair, I think of Erin, because I swear it's one of my favorite songs and I had forgotten about it until she mentioned it on her blog and then we were just going on about how awesome the song was the last night I was in Columbia. Yes, that song is best sung at the top of your lungs.

So yeah, yeah, I was thinking about ya peoples. Don't you feel special? :D