Check your hotmail every week

Back in 1998 I wasn’t a happy chappie. I often say I was having my mid-life crisis at the age of 26, though in hindsight it was probably just a delayed bit of growing up. Also I’m not keen on a mid-life crisis at 26 implying death at 52.

A couple of songs I wrote at the time serve as a bit of a temporal reference point. One was a very bad song about waiting around for someone who’s stubbornly not communicating.  It said:

This thing stinks
I check my hotmail every week
It’s like you don’t know how to speak

etc, ad nauseum…

But, every week? It’s true… I lived in a share house with dialup, and I guess I must have had things to do with my days, but every now and then I’d borrow a bit of time on the shared PC (in someone’s bedroom) and check my hotmail. And usually find no new messages…

What would that song be if I wrote it today? I refresh my Gmail every 3 seconds…???

you do it to yourself

I just made the mistake of reviewing my blog entries so far, which resulted in my being reminded about the awful song referred to below. Up until then I had a good song in my head.

I can’t believe I’ve just caused myself this irritation!

The title of this post, by the way, bears no relation to the song that is causing me such annoyance. It’s just a trick, so that next time I glance at this page I can be reminded of a better song – otherwise there’s a danger that I’ll just keep reminding myself of the same song over and over, and will have to keep writing entries about it, and it’ll just be one great whirlwind of angst and a very boring blog.

Day 3. Reminded myself of the awful song again. Must stop making blog entries about it.

Day 4. Did it again… d’oh!

Day 5. Stayed up late reading blog and wondering why I can’t get terrible song out of head.

Day 6. Shot self in head to the tune of (…)