Let me be your heroin...

So, the new Aimee Mann CD is amazingly good, heartbreakingly good, musically excellent, and (can you believe it?) EVERY song is good. I will skip none of them.

What an achievement. She should be proud.

There's a killer of initiative out there and it's not something I was able to recognize until now.

The killer is: doing something, but not doing everything.

For example: I have to clean my apartment right now. I vacuumed. My carpet looks good. Really good.

I was so proud of my carpet that I almost put off cleaning the rest of the place.

Back to work. =)

(and for all the reasoning watchdogs out there: I don't mean doing everything and in everything under the sun...I mean doing everything that it takes to get a job done.)

One of my worst fears relating to moving out just happened: I got my first flu while living alone.

I was tempted to continue on like I had been: going from place to place, watching five hour movies with Braden and Nicole, sleeping at indescriminate times...

but no--I've been doing everything like Mom would have told me to do: rest, homeopathic medicine, vitamins, and more rest. Hopefully I can kick this by tomorrow. =)

The only unhappy thing about living alone: I need a major back and neck rub and there's no one to catch on their way to the kitchen.