so sorry

i regret that i neglect this dear ol' blog that no one reads. come this summer (as i keep saying) i promise to fill you with tales of chicago bizarro, so get ready. at the moment i have summoned all of my creative energy for my final projects and am completely idea-d out. i have fragments, but no energy to make they remotely coherent. 

I am filling boxes to New Order and wondering where the neverending crap is coming from. is there some mystic well in the corner of my closet that just spews hairties, receipts, and pennies? i am in awe. 

The recent passing of my beloved iPod has left me trying to uncover thousands of long-lost tracks that i'm finding i probably only listen to 60% of (keep the Mae, ditch the Story of the Year). Trying to decide who makes the cut has made me nostalgic (remember Thursday? keepers!). The first My Chemical Romance album takes me back to seventh grade rebellion, and the Boys Like Girls (embarrassing!) reminds me of summers on apartment rooftops. They get to stay for sentimental reasons. I wonder what songs will remind me of this approaching summer in a few years? Animal Collective's "My Girls", anyone?

Hopefully this time next week i will be kicking my barefeet off of the back porch of my new apartment. housewarming anyone?