Regina Spektor.

I didn't realize how much I don't like music on the radio (uh-oh) until I was forced to drive my sister's car all day yesterday without a cd player or ipod. It was painful. And I couldn't just not have any music on or my own thoughts would have driven me mad. So, I flipped through each of the stations pre-loaded on her dashboard until I found something decent to listen to. Luckily, a song from the new Jars of Clay albums came on. That was about the only good noise I came across. I will take my car and all my cds on my long drive to Atlanta tomorrow. That is a promise.

I've been feeling really inspired lately. I think it's mostly because of all the Sigur Ros and cool, artsy Take Away Shows I've been watching. Like seriously. Come on. I need to find some sort of instrument to learn that is simple and easy. Sadly, I lack the patience to actually learn something useful, so learnage of any instrument is probably an unreachable dream for me.

Anyway, I was so motivated by Jonsi a few nights ago that I felt the need to try to look like him. In hindsight, this was probably really mean of me since he's blind in one eye, but oh well.




Mother's Day was weird.