First, this afternoon I discovered I cannot write about music without headphones. It’s probably a procrastinatory crutch, but I tried and failed miserably. Something about wearing headphones makes the music more immediate, easier to talk about. Why didn’t I just put on some headphones? Because I can’t find mine. I can find two pairs of ear buds which I refuse to wear for more than 49 seconds (I must have small earholes) and a pair of those that clip behind your ears which are uncomfortable when you wear glasses. Oh? Have I not mentioned that when it comes to cans, I’m super picky? I am. I’ve spent the better part of the past three days researching the crap out of headphones. If I were the type of person that could blow $600 on a pair of headphones, I’d have the perfect ones. However not only am I not that type of person, I also don’t have $600 to blow. I’m a writer, I’m lucky I have $6 to blow.
The second discovery: I had a phone meeting with a new client today. It was awesome and I discovered (or really re-discovered) that I know some stuff that is valuable to other people. Spending so much time on the Internet makes me forget that. The Internet has the uncanny ability to make you feel alternately like the smartest person on Earth or the dumbest, depending on what site you’ve visited last.
Bonus discovery #1: I’ve kicked the Real Housewives habit. Yes, it was a dirty little addiction. Up until I cut the cable, I never met a Real Housewife I didn’t like. I watched them all. But now without a Bravo hookup, the idea of actually paying to watch the Real Housewives of Somewhere Else seems ridiculous. For a few months, I thought I’d keep up by reading the hilarious Gawker recaps. But you know what? I don’t even care anymore. Quitting cold turkey was the way to go.
Bonus discovery #2: I forgot.