never quite seemed right

having a laptop is prone to make one incredibly lazy. i really don't know what it is about it, but hey, spend the evening kicking back on the couch with a shiny new computer sitting on my lap, endlessly browsing through craigslist vancouver? ok!

yeah, i might kinda need a life. just maybe.

so as of 6 p.m. today, i have become a free woman -- no more office job working for a record label; now i'm just gonna slum it at my part-time supermarket job until i leave for van. i don't know if i'll really miss it all that much, though for better or worse, a lot of things came out of my month-long tenure as an industry stooge. i learned that music industry and music press are very different things, and that i'm far more comfortable on the journalist/critic side (surprising to me, considering how badly i wanted to work for a label for years); also, that i am completely and totally not ready for a stable adult career job. not in the least. and not in toronto. which was another superbig thing for me to realize. in sum total, then, i realized that 1) i am a writer first and foremost, and 2) this city holds nothing for me anymore. so, as a learning experience, it was definitely successful. and my free will astrology for this week attests to my right choice. (i'm a libra.)

(as an additional silver lining, my replacement is a good friend of mine, not to mention a girl who went to school for this sort of thing and thus is already experienced in the ways of the industry. plus it's her ultimate dream to be a tour manager, so it makes me happy that i was able to pass on the torch to someone deserving.)

but that doesn't mean i get my weekends free, not even tomorrow -- i want to go to this so bad but i'm working at the supermarket all day. :( sucktacular. i love me some jack layton, he's just so fucking rad. i mean, for a politician and all.

ew, what? ewwwww. now even more reasons to hate the dude other than his shitty radio singles. if i have to hear that "drift away" cover one more time...

speaking of public shame, aaron wherry points out just how terrible an institution muchmusic has become. press releases are lame, but i like how "irreverent" is in there twice. (maybe it should be "irrelevant")

according to some presumably knowledgeable guy: the internet is obsessed with starbucks. i definitely do agree with his point about tipping, though -- it was like motherfucking paydirt if a customer dropped a dollar or more. now, in my post-barista days (though i'm entirely sure i'll be back into the coffee grind out west), i always tip fifty cents to a buck, even if it's just a fucking cup of coffee. barista solidarity, man.

sofi gets her famous on with nme.com! now they just have to realize how emotionally deep her writing is, then hire her to write for them and pay her like a million euros a year. hey, it could happen.

also - and this is really retarded to admit, so i apologize - i have never coveted shoes like so many of my gender, yet aldo has got ads on the streetcars here for these new high heels that make me want to die, they look so fucking cool. sure, i can't really buy anything from now until i get settled in with jenna in north van, but i'm sorely tempted to make room for those goddamn shoes.

okay, sleep time now, then back to the grocery-store grind all day tomorrow. man, i've certainly not missed it, but it's a job i could do in a coma (and i basically have before...an alcohol-induced coma, that is), so that's cool by me. bring on the paydays so i'm not a brokeass in van city.

p.s. with the new computer came a new installation of audioscrobbler - still one of the coolest plugins for avid music listeners - so expect to see much more up-to-date results in my weekly chart in this blog's sidebar. (it even scrobbles tracks from my lilithpod now!) i'm kind of boring and only really listen to the same bands all the time. though i have to express extreme levels of disappointment that i'm not one of moist's top listeners. (i'm #4 for the conscience pilate, though) wtf, 1,515 listens isn't enough for you? that's my most beloved band, after all.

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