July…What?

So, I really didn’t realize it had been nearly a month since I updated last.  My total bad, internet!  Because you missed me so much.  Anyway, this month I have been practicing some expert procrastination, which includes neglecting this sight to indulge in all of my slightest whims, like buying season 2 of Psych on DVD, sleeping til noon, and attempting to read four books at once.  I also got an email from my future roommate that I have yet to respond to.  This was a couple of weeks ago.  Seriously, I’m such a rude asshole, I’m sure she doesn’t want to live with me.  However, maybe if bitch would accept my Facebook friend request, I would email her BACK.  Speaking of email, you know what phrase I really have no tolerance for?  “Shoot me an email”.  It just makes me visualize some bizarro world where people message each other via some giant, nationwide air hockey type table, which now that I think about it sounds vaguely awesome.  Damn it!  But then again, it also brings to mind thirtysomethings in suits who “network” and have business lunches and people who call your people and use those irritating little Bluetooths. 

Ok, so clearly my mind is locked into summer mode and just wanders at will every now and then.  Sorry.  Anyways, I honestly have been thinking an awful lot about posting here and I have about a million ideas that I want to write about, including lengthy pieces about New York and last year, both of which I have in draft form, as well as the best characters I encountered freshman year of college, which will hopefully become a yearly installment.  Not to mention all the meaningless lists I make every day, which I know are just the highlight of everyone’s lives.  But for now, we can just talk about how I saw The Hold Steady on Letterman last night, and when I heard it announced I simultaneously choked on my Gatorade and tripped on my own feet running to the TV because I am a graceful and desirable young lady.  But damn, Craig Finn was just so entirely adorkable  and awesome that I decided I desperately need to own more than just Seperation Sunday and will probably end up blowing the money I earn working at the Air Show this weekend on their other three CD’s, since apparently Gem City Records has no available copies of Charm School and the CD has gone out of print.  Have I mentioned that it’s been a great summer for my still developing musical taste?  I almost can’t wait for the two-hour drives back and forth to BG this year….