After a phone call this morning that completely failed to wake me up - even during it (but always appreciated, My love) - I returned to my pillow until Haskell beckoned. I've always admired its elegance. Apparently I'm one of the few in my course who would call it their favourite programming language.
I Could Never Belong to You - Sarah Blasko
"You certainly are quite the little explorer," she said. Nope. I just like to have lunch in the park, visit the abundance of boutique shops in the area and roam the city. It's safe, it's exciting and why the heck not? I can ogle all the shiny things with which I could fill our future home. I can try on jackets and scarves and nail polish. And hats. I adore hats. I just wish they'd be more fond of me.
Crawled Out of the Sea - Laura Marling
This change-of-topic-every-song idea isn't giving me much time to type. Or develop ideas. I'm just a day or so away from having My Love back in my arms. Before then, I must go to the gym, lead a Bible study, run with my sister around Princes Park, review lecture notes, cook, clean and sleep. We're nearly ready to notify people of the upcoming engagement party. Bring it on!
Down - Ben Kweller
Jean Valjean. I could leave it at that really and it would conjure up anything I could possibly want to say about the character, but after seeing Les Misérables again, I was reminded of how much I enjoy the Jean Valjean - Javert duality. I feel a piece of work coming on with that theme in mind. Oop. New song.
Once a Day - The Triffids
Ok, wow. My randomiser knew exactly what I wanted to listen to. Since experiencing some lows which previously weren't very familiar to me, I've grown fond of the small ache accompanied by wistful tunes. I'm riding some rather pleasant highs at the moment, but being reminded of the turmoil from which I've mostly escaped is a nice feeling.
I'm an odd one.
TheSovietChairman
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