Monday, March 5, 2007

Where is Custard?

Poop, I left my iPod at home today. Rather than listening to tunes on my busride into campus, I had to listen to the louder-than-conversation-volume girl seated behind me talk at her friend about her brother and his new car stereo, the number of times she presses the snooze button on her alarm, and her favourite snacks.

I typically will gawk around the bus with a superiority attitude thinking that myTunes is a mix of pop music that is as sugary or more sugary, indie music that is as indie or more indie, and electronic music that has as deep a groove or a deeper groove than that of my fellow busriders. Today I gawked around with greedy eyes, wishing I was one of the people that was plugged in with the white earbuds.

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