So my Irish boyfriend found himself baffled the other day when were were discussing music, he mention T-Pain and I gave him the canine head cocked to one side look. Apparently I was living under a rock for the entirety of 2007 and never heard of one of it’s top artists. When I told this to my co-worker (a Ruskie) she also flipped about my lack of pop culture knowledge. All of this got me feeling small and lame. I felt out of touch and old having a 19 yr old herb me about my knowledge of music. Me, a woman that downloads 20 albums a week and listens to new music by the assload on top of grooving 24-7. Where was I last year, had my job really consumed my life that much. This becomes evident when you scroll down and take note to the last update on my once beloved blog. I’d dropped off the face of the internet. Even my year end list was shit, I look back at it and don’t know what I was thinking, I’d lost out on so much. Had no time to listen to anything and basically slept all the time from the stress and exhaustion of the hellish position I’d been keeping. I’m hoping this isn’t a passing flare up and that I’ll continue to keep up on my shit and rant about nonsense that no one reads in order to make myself feel special.

Hope to see you this year,
Ana.