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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

I never travel anywhere without my discman. It's almost surgically attached to my ears. I feel empty, lost, despondent, disorientated without it. Worse than that, I have to listen to what people are saying on the bus, and I don't like that one little bit. I can't help but get engaged in people's ridiculous conversations, and they enrage me to the point where I can no longer get anything done, and I'm lost in a daze for the rest of the day, unable to believe that people can hold opinions that don't agree with mine, and what's more, discuss them openly in a public environment.

So I never travel anywhere without my discman. My current problem is the fact that, since I've not been paid since the beginning of December, and will not be paid by RNJ until the end of February (long boring story that involves the tax office and the issuing of certificates - I would never dream of putting you through the telling of that story), I have no new music. I have borrowed some from Little Sister Edel, an older album by Modest Mouse, in fact, but it proved to be slightly unlistenable to, and I haven't been round there to find something a touch more palatable.

So I've been forced to resort to re-listening or re-discovering some old CDs that I bought and forgot about, or bought and never listened to. Today's selection - this week's selection, in fact - is Paddy Casey's Amen (So Be It). I bought this about a year and a half ago, and never listened to it. So it's almost like getting something new.

I like it. For some reason, it really suits the tone of Donna Tartt's The Little Friend, a book that I borrowed off Moo about a year and a half ago and never read before now. So that's all going well and dandy, but today I had a new problem. Walking to the bus stop this afternoon, I could hear no music.

I pulled the discman out of my pocket and checked. Batteries were okay, I've just charged them. It's not on hold, it says it's playing, the volume is turned right up, the headphones are plugged in, what the hell is wrong with it then? Eh? Eh? I was furious.

Until I realised. I didn't have the headphones in my ears.

I think I need to get more sleep.

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