The Flatliners record is still sitting, unopened, perched next to my record player. All I can do is sit and read the lyrics and credits over and over again. It’s pathetic, but it’s who I am.
An update: I cracked last night. My roommate was being loud in the next room as I was trying to sleep.. I usually drown him out with my TV, but tonight I tried to soldier through it. It didn’t work. I turned it to news, but I just ended up watching it. So, feeling ashamed of myself, I popped in an It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia DVD. It was my lullaby. Ok, on to day two:
When my girlfriend called this morning, I didn’t answer so I could hear as much of the ringtone as possible. I’m like a music fiend. I did the same thing when my boss called, except I didn’t return that call. Today wasn’t too bad. The dudes in my band wanted to practice. I didn’t know if this was a violation of the project, but since what we do shouldn’t really be considered music, I thought it would be alright. However, since half of our practice session is us playing Super Mario 3 and drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon, I knew that would be pushing it. So while they beat turtles and rode dinosaurs, I sat with my back turned and read random pieces of paper that I found in my wallet. Since I didn’t work and was hanging out with friends, I was distracted much more than yesterday.
My main temptation came in the most stupid and unexpected way. Let me explain: I like to be right. I usually am, and when anything is in question, I don’t hesitate to find the answer. My band’s drummer and I were having an argument about Pluto. I say that it’s been downgraded to a dwarf-planet. He says that it has been downgraded to nothing. A floating rock. He’s wrong! I immediately reached for my iPhone to go to NASA’s web site to prove him wrong. I remembered the phone restriction, and told him that it would have to wait. As it stands, he thinks that he’s right. This is bugging the hell out of me! I’m going to call him first thing tomorrow and let him know just how dumb he is.
So, as I expected, living without media isn’t easy by any means, but it is possible. The thing is, it’s part of our generation, and part of our culture now. We shouldn’t apologize for it, or act like it’s a fault. Embrace it, and prove your friends wrong. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to take some Ambien and go to sleep so I can wake up early and listen to Cavalcade.
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