Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	Kings Of Leon - Soft

right is sometimes wrong and wrong is sometimes right
I'm no longer sure which is which, and if it really matters in the big scheme of things anyway. so i didn't take my headphones to send them away yet, I'm waiting until I get paid so i have more "pocket" cash, since right now I'm attempting to not take out money i deposit unless i absolutely have to. sadly, the headphone repair is not a dire emergency. on the way to work i really, really, REALLY needed to hear some tunes on my commute, so i break down and use those evil white earbuds that came with my ipod. this infuriates me on so many different levels. first, I love having an ipod, but I dont need eveyone to know I own one, and those damm things are as plain a giveaway as there can be. I remember when my first ipod got stolen, and i was messing around on a radiohead forum in attempts to recover a bootleg of what at the time was arguably the best concert I'd ever seen (yes that list will come one day when I feel like writing a lot). and I remember some guy saying "well did you have those dumb white earbuds, its a dead giveaway". secondly, they're really uncomfortable. jabbing hard plastic into my ears is really annoying and painful and just not comfortable. thirdly, as I learned when I tried to learn a bit more about headphones (which lead me to my beloved Portapros) headphones need to be broken in. when first used, they wont have the same depth and range as a pair thats been used for months. being that it was the first time I used these, and compared to my Portapros which I've been using for roughly two years, they sounded like shit. their was no depth or feeling in the sound, it really sucked, and the bass was downright awful. I'm not sure if I'm going to bother using them until I get my Portapros fixed, not sure if its worth the abuse just go hear music on the go. work was ok. I really like it, except one of the guys I work with I just dont get along with. it seems like hes always moody and or sad about something, and anything time I try to talk to him it seems like either he thinks I'm an idiot or wasting his time. at this point I'm sure I cant win so its not worth trying. I bought a bottle of dulce de leche liqeuer and its amazing, must savor it and make it last. I found a buyer for my extra set of gorillaz tix, which is a huge load off my sholders. was in a weird head for a bit at work, did a bit of writing (the mini-pad is friggin CLUTH!). this is like a rough rough rough draft because I didn't even finish it, I think, unless I finish it now or decide it doesn't need anything else (for a first draft)

sometimes the right is wrong
and sometimes the wrong is right
ultimately it doesn't matter
if i know where each belongs
because truth and reason
lose all meaning once you take them
out of practice to make them
part of the process
watercoloring in shades of grey
makes finality just another point of view
another uncertainty we convince ourselves we know
for the comfort only false resolutions can bring