Rock 'n' Roll High School

You're probably all sick of me writing about my dreams, but, really, I don't have much else going on right now, so I might as well continue. In my most recent dream, I was starting my senior year of high school. Even though I had been in the same homeroom for my entire high school career thus far, they had us choose our desks in some weird order. Someone had already taken my old seat, so I chose another one near the front of the room. For some reason, I had my guitar with me, and when I put it down in front of my desk, the guy in front of me complained and said he'd heard that I was a troublemaker. The rest of the class supported the guy, so I decided to leave. If I remember correctly, the dream ended with me imagining violent revenge on the guy.

Why do so many of my dreams involve either someone getting mad at me for very little reason or vice versa?

Speaking of guitars (how's that for a segue?), the next section in my Chord Strummer book is on finger picking. I read the instructions, and they confused the crap out of me (not literally). Maybe I'll try following the instructions after work today, if I can.

I'm satisfied with both of the CD purchases I made for myself yesterday. That's a good thing, right?

It's kind of annoying that Amazon keeps recommended different versions of things I already have. For instance, if I have the complete set of the Magnetic Fields' 69 Love Songs, why would I want to buy the three discs separately? I guess there are some situations where you'd want to buy a different version of something, like, say, a copy of the same book with new illustrations, or a remastered CD, but quite a few of the same-item-different-version recommendations don't make much sense. I suppose that's to be expected with a computer doing the recommending, though.

Blogging, Nathan-Style

( An overly long treatise on my own blogging style )

Now that I have all that meta-garbage out of the way, I have a few other things to say:

1. There's a new Eagle-DNA, for the first time in over a year. Yes, Bob Scott is still around! Speaking of which, I still want to get that book that he did with Mike Leffel. I think it's supposed to be released soon.

2. It kind of bugs me when patrons at the library pay me fines after I've already counted down and locked up the money for the day. I really can't blame them for it, since it's not like we have a "No money transactions after fifteen minutes before closing!" rule, but it's kind of a hassle, you know?

3. I signed up for direct deposit, so I'm not sure why I keep getting physical paychecks. You'd think they would have processed my form by now. Oh, well.

4. I still can't figure out the instructions for finger picking on the guitar.

And, finally, there's this:
( What happened the year I was born? )

EDIT: I just noticed that I forgot to give this post a title, even though I mention in it that I always title my LJ posts. How ironic.