It's quite amazing just how many hours you can spend poring over your cd collection, realising just how long it's been since you last heard x track, deciding to rejuvenate that album by ripping it to mp3 and adding it to your iTunes playlist.
I'm currently in full multitask mode - writing my blog entry, ripping the matrix ost, listening to the Fight Club ost and fine tuning my iTunes playlist ready for a re-sync.
My PC isn't particularly happy - diagnostics are showing the cpu is overheating a little - 52 degrees (oops)
Had a very weird paranoid moment today - it's a little out of character as I'm usually pretty calm and laidback. I was walking out of a shop and suddenly felt very conscious of my ankles. It's hard to describe but I had an irrational fear that my ankles were about to be separated from my legs by invisible cheesewire across the doorway. It only lasted for a moment - as soon as I stepped out of the shop it went away and I wondered why I was thinking about that. It's something that I've had before and I think that it stems back from my schooldays. We used to have to do a 3 mile cross country course every year through these woods near our school - every year people spread rumours about pranksters stretching tripwires across the trees and I used to worry a little about it. Odd that now, some 10 years later I still have disturbing thoughts about it.
Wow. Amazing how a song can bring back such strong memories. Clubbed to Death - I haven't listened to this for nearly 5 years. The last time I did I was sitting on the District Line going back home. It invokes incredibly strong memories, memories that I wanted to quash forever. Feelings of remorse, love, regret, sadness and fragility. It's a beautiful song, one of few that I can play over and over without getting tired of it. The composition is perfect. The melodies of the violins and piano haunt my soul. Who needs words?
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