so, since i'm bored, and leaving for college interview hell tomorrow morning (early! why? i am so not a morning person), i figured i'd play the ol' put-the-ipod-on-shuffle game and upload the first five songs that came up. dare you all to do the same. 

take me to the riot (stars)
i'm not you're boyfriend baby (3OH!3)
moonshadow (cat stevens)
adelaide (anberlin)
whiskey lullaby (brad paisley ft. allison krauss)

why yes, my ipod is a little schizophrenic. also, i've discovered that once one starts writing smallville fic it's impossible to stop. impossible (said eddie c. to bella, but that's a whole 'nother story). my fingers have been all twitchy and quivery and impeding-the-designing-of-yearbook-layouts-y all day because of stupid smallville fic ideas. WOE. i'm wavering between starting my previously planned chlois-y mystery story or going with the bolt-from-the-blue fic (it came to me at robeks - my friends thought i was c-r-a-z-y for scribbling down insane things like "future! legion has pictures! CHLARK" all over my napkin). and this after almost a solid year of ficlessness. and for a show that i can barely stand now (well, ok, i love the characters in a secret, entirely unhealthy way, but the PLOT). 

and i just realized that in getting a mac i can no longer pirate photoshop from my dumb pc-having friends. clearly this is all a plot by apple to slowly but steadily take over the planet by a. making me pay for ridiculously expensive shiny software or b. living without said shiny software.

there are days when i think the world really is out to get me. :'(