*flop*

Saturday night I went to see Arcadia again because I have no self-control. I probably shouldn't have, because I spent all night packing to go home and only managed to get two hours of sleep. Checked out on time (10am god I hate the housing office and their stupidly-chosen deadlines) and set off on the MOST FRUSTRATING TEN HOURS OF MY ENTIRE GODDAMN SUMMER. Highlights included realizing half an hour into the trip that I had a library book to return and having to go back to Northampton, getting stuck in every single traffic jam between Baltimore and the Tappan Zee Bridge, almost getting washed right off the Tappan Zee Bridge and/or hit by lightning in a frog-strangling thunderstorm, getting tailgated by at least two cops because I was going 75 in the left lane and they wanted to go 85 (WTF you bastards, either put your flashers on or obey the speed limit), and having to wait an HOUR for gas in New Jersey. I am not even fucking kidding, there was a huge line for gas at a rest stop and by the time I started thinking "fuck this, I'll go get gas off an exit," I was parked in and couldn't escape. I've made the same trip on the exact same route in a little more than six hours; today I left a little after ten in the morning and got to DC a little after 8:30 wishing DEATH upon weavers and tailgaters and trucks with no lane control and the entire state of Delaware and its fucking roadwork and toll booths.

My French visa and my newly-fixed computer were waiting for me at home, thank God. The computer isn't playing nice with the wireless, so I'm writing this from the same tiny netbook I've been using for a year, but I am zen about the lack of internet as long as it has all my crap on it and can play music and videos and has Photoshop and Audacity and yaaaaycomputerthatisnotanetbook.

*flop*

Saturday night I went to see Arcadia again because I have no self-control. I probably shouldn't have, because I spent all night packing to go home and only managed to get two hours of sleep. Checked out on time (10am god I hate the housing office and their stupidly-chosen deadlines) and set off on the MOST FRUSTRATING TEN HOURS OF MY ENTIRE GODDAMN SUMMER. Highlights included realizing half an hour into the trip that I had a library book to return and having to go back to Northampton, getting stuck in every single traffic jam between Baltimore and the Tappan Zee Bridge, almost getting washed right off the Tappan Zee Bridge and/or hit by lightning in a frog-strangling thunderstorm, getting tailgated by at least two cops because I was going 75 in the left lane and they wanted to go 85 (WTF you bastards, either put your flashers on or obey the speed limit), and having to wait an HOUR for gas in New Jersey. I am not even fucking kidding, there was a huge line for gas at a rest stop and by the time I started thinking "fuck this, I'll go get gas off an exit," I was parked in and couldn't escape. I've made the same trip on the exact same route in a little more than six hours; today I left a little after ten in the morning and got to DC a little after 8:30 wishing DEATH upon weavers and tailgaters and trucks with no lane control and the entire state of Delaware and its fucking roadwork and toll booths.

My French visa and my newly-fixed computer were waiting for me at home, thank God. The computer isn't playing nice with the wireless, so I'm writing this from the same tiny netbook I've been using for a year, but I am zen about the lack of internet as long as it has all my crap on it and can play music and videos and has Photoshop and Audacity and yaaaaycomputerthatisnotanetbook.

So how are you young whippersnappers infuriating the RIAA these days?

A year. A freaking year of the big computer being broken and having nothing but a netbook that can't install software and can't play music. Now it's finally fixed I have a bunch of last.fm artist recommendations that I want to follow up on, and... I don't know where to go. So, friends-list poll: if you download music, how do you do it?

Before my computer had an accident with a cup of tea, I got my musical theater and classical and opera mostly from LJ communities, and used DC++ for my goth fix. Tried torrents a couple of times but couldn't get them to work. I assume the LJ comms are still around; I've applied for membership at a couple of goth mp3-sharing comms, but none of them look very active, so I need suggestions. Easy ways to get torrents to work? P2P clients that aren't disgustingly spyware-ridden? Or, if any of you happen to partially share my taste in music, blogs or LJ comms where I can download all the House of Usher and Black Tape for a Blue Girl my little heart desires?

Bonus guess-the-lyrics music meme, based not on random playlist shuffling but on songs that have been stuck in my head recently.

1. It's a rip in the bustle and a rustle in the hay / and I'll pitch the quick fantastic / with flings of confetti and my petticoats a-way up high - The Miller's Son from A Little Night Music, mmebahorel

2. Because we may be the haunted men / but we will hold our heads up when / we're walking down the street of dreams

3. Will you bury me deep? / I must never be found / when at last I find sleep / and I'm cold in the ground

4. Aux clartés des étoiles / je crois encore la voir / entr'ouvrir ses longs voiles / aux vents tièdes du soir

5. Moments lost though time remains / I am so proud of what we were / no pain remains, no feeling / Eternity awaits Beloved - VNV Nation, mmejavert

6. In ancient times, if you were sick / they make you bleed / oh honey I know it hurts

7. Cupid from his favour'd nation / Care and envy shall remove / Jealousy that poisons passion / And despair that dies for love

8. I see no signals, I see no signs / this is our life that's undermined / It's just six before dawn / and the waves come crashing down, come crashing down

9. The history of the world, my pet / is learn forgiveness and try to forget - Sweeney Todd finale, viorica8957

10. We found you hiding, we found you lying / choking on the dirt and sand / Your former glories and all the stories / dragged and washed with eager hands

So how are you young whippersnappers infuriating the RIAA these days?

A year. A freaking year of the big computer being broken and having nothing but a netbook that can't install software and can't play music. Now it's finally fixed I have a bunch of last.fm artist recommendations that I want to follow up on, and... I don't know where to go. So, friends-list poll: if you download music, how do you do it?

Before my computer had an accident with a cup of tea, I got my musical theater and classical and opera mostly from LJ communities, and used DC++ for my goth fix. Tried torrents a couple of times but couldn't get them to work. I assume the LJ comms are still around; I've applied for membership at a couple of goth mp3-sharing comms, but none of them look very active, so I need suggestions. Easy ways to get torrents to work? P2P clients that aren't disgustingly spyware-ridden? Or, if any of you happen to partially share my taste in music, blogs or LJ comms where I can download all the House of Usher and Black Tape for a Blue Girl my little heart desires?

Bonus guess-the-lyrics music meme, based not on random playlist shuffling but on songs that have been stuck in my head recently.

1. It's a rip in the bustle and a rustle in the hay / and I'll pitch the quick fantastic / with flings of confetti and my petticoats a-way up high - The Miller's Son from A Little Night Music, mmebahorel

2. Because we may be the haunted men / but we will hold our heads up when / we're walking down the street of dreams

3. Will you bury me deep? / I must never be found / when at last I find sleep / and I'm cold in the ground

4. Aux clartés des étoiles / je crois encore la voir / entr'ouvrir ses longs voiles / aux vents tièdes du soir

5. Moments lost though time remains / I am so proud of what we were / no pain remains, no feeling / Eternity awaits Beloved - VNV Nation, mmejavert

6. In ancient times, if you were sick / they make you bleed / oh honey I know it hurts

7. Cupid from his favour'd nation / Care and envy shall remove / Jealousy that poisons passion / And despair that dies for love

8. I see no signals, I see no signs / this is our life that's undermined / It's just six before dawn / and the waves come crashing down, come crashing down

9. The history of the world, my pet / is learn forgiveness and try to forget - Sweeney Todd finale, viorica8957

10. We found you hiding, we found you lying / choking on the dirt and sand / Your former glories and all the stories / dragged and washed with eager hands