pour me a drink/cuz i need a lie/i don't wanna think/i just wanna die

Pretty awful day for some reason. I was bummed, blue, mean reds, etc. Read some of SUMMERLAND by Michael Chabon- "Errors... well, they are a part of life, Ethan... Fouls & penalties, generally speaking, are not. That's why baseball is more like life than other games. Sometimes I feel like that's all I do in life, keep track of my errors." There are tear-stained pages on my Chabon book! OVER A BASEBALL ANALOGY!!!!

I went back from my break even more depressed. But here's the thing. You must all stop what you're doing right now and go to this site: http://www.vervemusicgroup.com/product.aspx?pid=11276&ob=bf&src=lb
because tonight, Paul Anka saved my life.
I was stickering the new releases & saw this album, Paul Anka: Rock Swings. I saw the songs listed and went... "errr?"
Wonderwall. Black Hole Sun. Smells Like Teen Spirit. True. all done by Paul Anka. Van Halen's JUMP. Oh. My God. It was an in-store play. I found it and put it in the player, knowing that it would be The Most Awesomely Bad Thing Ever. And dudes? It's the AWESOMEST. I walked around with a giant smile all night as Paul swang to "Everybody Hurts" and "Eyes Without a Face" because it was the most kick ass absurd thing I could imagine. My high lives on right now. I even called Lily & put her on hold so she could hear "The Eye of the Tiger". Yes, kids... Paul Anka rocked my world.

and dude do i need it because i found out today that tonight was the first of a 9 day stretch. Fuck. Me.

-reek
in the discman: Ute Lemper's Blood & Feathers. (It was that or the new Coldplay. I flipped a coin. Next January/February SOMEONE is getting their ass dragged to the Café Carlyle to see her show with me. I'm not sure who that someone is, but I only have like 5 friends, & only 2 of you are going to be living with me in NYC, so BEWARE!! However, it is in the lounge of the Carlyle Hotel, so it'll probably be very similar in atmosphere to the Nellie show! Plus, it's worth it just to hear her pronounce Kurt Weill & Bertolt Brecht's names.)
in the bookbag: SUMMERLAND, I know I mentioned it already, but I want to reiterate that I AM READING A BOOK ABOUT BASEBALL!
in the subject: Nellie McKay's "David" (as opposed to the well-liked "Baby, Wash Your Ass")