Musings . . .

Well, I'm thinking. That's never a good sign.
I'm listening to Central Booking, by Bishop Allen. I quite like this chappie - I only recently discovered him, and I'm rather glad I did.
I have a strange feeling that I'm in love, but with no one in particular. Is this normal? Probably not. Oh, well.
Steve Burns is playing Blue's Clues on the tele. He is lookin' fine in his green stripey shirt. I know I'm weird.
Song just changed! It's now A Strange Education, by The Cinematics, a long-time favourite group of mine. Oh, music, how I love you.
I miss my friends back in Maine at random times. Perhaps the one I miss the most is not the one you or I would expect . . . I wonder why that is?
Which is worse, failing or never trying? You'd think the "right answer" would be never trying, but I think it depends on the situation and the person. Some kinds of failure can ruin some people. I think the right thing to do is to do whatever your heart tells you. If you must try something, no matter the outcome, you must try it. Otherwise, choose carefully.
I wonder just how much of my life so far I have actually been in control of. It's difficult to see these things in your own life. However, I often get a sense that I am very dependent on others. But isn't that also a form of control? I'm deciding to depend on people, right? Or am I? I just don't know. I do know that I'm also not very assertive. Should I be? Or is that just another way of causing trouble? And is trouble really always a bad thing?
An Eye For An Eye by Editors. There's a clue on the chalkboard, Steve, better get out your notebook and you know I love your brown eyes.
Maybe someday they'll figure out who The Zodiac Killer was. What's up with the skeleton with a pumpkin between his legs?
Yes, Steve, it's me, let me in.
Apparently Switches did a Beach Boys cover. Oddly enough, I like it.
Well, that's all for now. Toodle-pip! (This seems to be a well-received farewell, so I will continue to use it, just to make you all happy.)