addictive

i recovered from my tired, pissy state of last night to have a good day today. we had an audition at a nearby golf course here in orlando. we all met at the course at 7:15 a.m...this after i got to bed at around 2:30 or whatever time it was i made my pissed-off post last night. i got about 3 hours sleep, but i was fine today.

i actually ended up doing something i hadn't done in probably 5 or 6 years: i hit golf balls! we had a brief lull around 1 p.m., and i hit balls for the first time since the LAST time i hit balls years ago with antiparticle. and it was just like the last time: fun and addictive. i hit some irons, most of my shots were poor, but i got an impromptu lesson and started hitting a few high and straight. man that feels good!

j provided the lesson. she's a sweet girl. she's young, like 23, a p.a. in another department who offered to help out today. she always dresses very fashionable and stylish. she's got cool taste in clothing...a very european look to a lot of her choices, and all the high heels she tends to wear don't hurt either.

and j is quite the good golfer. she hits all her shots high and straight, with an awesome looking swing. she and i have become friends at work over the past six months. we share the common bond of both suffering from cystic acne. which sucks, but at least i have someone i can talk to who really gets it, and knows what it's like. her face, for what it's worth, has cleared up tremendously over the past six months. she looks wonderful now.

it was probably what i needed, cause when i woke up today i wasn't feeling too good about the female gender. and i love girls. i really do. too much, actually. i just don't handle rejection very well at all. i'm too sensitive, and my last relationship has appeared to make me very untrustworthy of girls. it sucks, but i'm working on it...

done

girls are so cool, right? yeah, whatever.

so tonight, i'm totally not looking for anything or anyone, and along comes bullshit fate to make me feel like crap. i'm at i-bar, decide a veggie dog would hit the spot, and lo and be hold i run into crystal. crystal used to date joel...the piece-of-shit-loser my ex fucked 25 days after my mother died. crystal works at whole foods, where i often buy my groceries. i run into her at the veggie dog stand, and before i know it, she's pulling me by the hand all over downtown. was i enjoying this? well, it would've been better if my acne didn't look like shit at the moment.

finally, she says, 'let's go to i-bar'. 'great' i thought. i'll get to dance with crystal tonight. i'm not thinking sex or anthing like that...i just want to dance with this beautiful girl. i'm feeling so happy inside. then we get to i-bar, and some guy she knows sees her as we're outside the club. he comes up, they hug, talk forever, and before i know it, he has his arm around her, and leads her inside the club. as she's entering, she turns back to me and says, 'i'll be inside.'

the best part? my brother just got into town, didn't think he'd make it out tonight, but he did, and saw me standing there while crystal was talking to this guy. then he got to see her blow me off for this asshole.

girls are so cool, right? girls rock, right?

yeah, whatever.

i'm done.

deadbeat?

i've returned from spain. didn't have a lot of time to see much of barcelona, but what i did see was beautiful. old architecture melded with doses of modernism. not too many people i encountered spoke english. it was difficult, but at the same time i enjoyed feeling like a minority (or whatever you'd call it).

i loved the coffee. it was half coffee and half milk, tasted strong, and kicked. so much better than the starbucks-shit i've grown accustomed to here. ugh. i've decided i'm done with coffee, for like, the hundreth time. this time it'll stick though ;)

on this trip it was myself, paul, arin, and kurt. arin's cool. she's funny, in her little prima donna kind of way. can't really explain it. but we get along well, which is important, since she'll be replacing jen as my a.p. for BBIV.

the only downside to the trip is i had no interent access, and i couldn't figure out my money situation. sure enough, i just glanced at my checking account and i screwed up and overdrew. :( i made two withdrawals of a whooping 20 euros each, and now i'm getting charged $33 for each transgression. ugh!

my money situation is not good. the worse it's ever been. i was thinking about staying an extra day in chicago next week, but now, no way. based on my lack of funds, i have decided that i have exactly ONE vacation left for the remainder of 2005...and that is wherever i go after our shoot in scotland. when i come back home, i'm living a very quiet and very cheap life for the rest of the year. i have to pay off my credit card and start building a savings account.

i feel like i'm a deadbeat. i do. here i am at the so-called 'peak' of my professional career and i don't have anything to show for it. maybe i'm being to hard on myself, but i don't think so. i simply haven't been wise with money. but, for the first time, i feel VERY happy i'm alone, cause i simply need to spend the rest of 2005 getting my shit together...

out

i'm leaving for the airport now...flying overseas yet again. i don't know if i'll be able to get online when i'm there. i not bringing my laptop, cause i just don't want the hassle and weight. i'm traveling as light as i can.

tomorrow, at 6:06 a.m. precisely, is a full moon. just thought i'd mention it, for no reason at all except that i love the moon.

well, off to jolly olde england once more! cheers!

lame

what's the deal with this new pope? could they have picked a lamer one? he's 78 and is against gay and women's rights. nice. this church is stuck in medieval times, and they wonder why church attendance is in steady decline. yeah, hard to figure that one out.

the thing is, gays aren't going anywhere. why don't these morons (i.e.the pope, our stupid president) get that?

sorry...i woke up cranky today...i really need to get back to my yoga, don't i?

settled

it became official today...BBIV is taping in scotland from june 15th to the 29th...at a famous course called carnoustie. carnoustie has hosted numerous british open championships...the most recent in 1999.

needless to say, we have a LOT of work to do between now and june 15th. we have 55 days to organize the biggest production in the GC's history! and i have 55 days to really prepare all the music i'm going to use in post. my goal is for a lot of the tracks to feature killer beats and grooves with 'scottish' type-sounds (think bagpipes and fiddles) over it. the problem: none of that really exists in our music library. so i'll be trying my hand at garageband and seeing if i can create such music myself. we'll see...

with the shoot tentatively set to end on june 29th, i'm quite happy! why? cause it means i can go to manchester for the first saturday of the month (july 2) and hear mr. scruff at the music box :) from there i'll be off to the city of lurid decadence, amsterdam. unless the anti-p wants to come over and meet me on the other side of the pond...in which case we'll find common ground on where to travel.

but dancing my ass off to a scruff set on the 2nd is happening, regardless. it's been far too long. since my mom's birthday in '03, the night the very same anti-p told me to tell e how i felt about her. yeah, that worked...went over like the proverbial-lead ballon. broken hearted, i was...

speaking of scruff, his three-record complilation is going on next. i just purchased it in london. it'd be on now, except that i'm totally mad about (how's that for trying to be english) the roots manuva full-length i just purchased in london as well.

simply, one of the best, intelligent, dark, grooving hip hop records i've heard in some time. true beauty...

ugh!

so, i can usually hear my neighbors tv thru my wall. not always, but a lot. the problem is they leave the damn thing running even when they're NOT home. yeah! can you believe that shit? it's so annoying. i think they leave it on for their dog or some shit. either way, what can i do about it? ugh!!

i play my music all the time now, just cause hearing muffled sounds thru a wall gets on my nerves. i guess i should just deal with it...

damn i can be high maintenance at times! :(

so, on another tip, i'm in a bit of a paradoxical situation: i'm missing the commitment i used to have to my yoga practice, but i'm not inspiried to do anything about it at the moment...

i keep waiting for the drive to reappear, but it hasn't. i have no desire to go back to the ashram and put on some phony, fake friendly act towards my ex-girlfriend. i dunno. i know i'll get back into my yoga, cause it's one of the only things in my life i really pursued for the right reasons...

hungry

i'm so hungry. didn't have breakfast, and the vending machine is out of those yummy egg&cheese muffins :( probably because i've been eating them all! i had coffee this morning, but now it's wearing off...

i wish i could just go home and listen to my new records. i don't feel like being here today. on a positive note, i'm beginning to miss sally-ann less and less. it's just life, you know?

the girl always leaves, eventually...

empty

i am. completely. like never before, in many ways. it was beautiful, in sensation, in method, in spirit.

let me also add my new records are wonderful...tonight, the nightmares on wax 12" and the first four sides from gilles peterson's worldwide provided the perfect backdrop.

oh, and the new beck is highly recommended! especially the track 'black tambourine'. a co-worker burned the disc for me, i imported it into my ipod, and it became the soundtrack of my soho explorations. no fear...it's holding up quite nicely here in orlando as well :)

flat

that's me. flat. i'm back in orlando. :( i'm not gonna bore anyone with a long diatribe on how much i love london, but i do. i could totally live there. everything about it is wonderful. most of my friends wouldn't think it's that special, but i don't care...i really like it. i am going back to england again this coming saturday, but we're going to norwich, not london. from there we fly to barcelona. i'll only be in spain three days, but that's cool...i've never been there before.

we're close to having a course in scotland to shoot at in late june. not sure what i'm gonna do on the back end, after the shoot. i'm think either amsterdam (and no, not for the pot...i can smoke weed in orlando, for god sakes!) or vienna. there's a jazz/hip hop festival in vienna starting on july 6th. i have a feeling it could be very cool. kruder and dorfmeister hail from vienna, so chances are the scene is pretty amazing. i'll research it more though.

i'll probably end up opting for amsterdam. i love the idea of renting a bike and just riding up and down the beautiful old streets lining the city's canals. i want to see the anne frank house, check out the van gough museum, and see rembrandt's house. and at night i'll find clubs to dance in :)

i probably shouldn't go anywhere. my money situation is not so hot. but i love traveling. it may be too hard to pass up...

back...

last night, i had to leave downtown london and meet up with my co-workers at heathrow. it worked out alright...jay, paul, and jody all arrived right on cue around 8:45 last night. from there we headed to our b&b in kent...which is to the southeast of london, and more than an our away from the airport. we found it alright, drank some guinesses in the downstairs pub. the joint was called the anchor and hope, and it was really more of a country inn than a true b&b. still nice, nonetheless.

today we auditioned people at the london golf club. that went well. out of 25 people, about 4 or 5 are candidates. we still have two more european auditions...next week in norwich, england, and then one in barcelona.

all four of us were supposed to stay at a hotel i booked for us in downtown london, but they were spent from the past few days they had in scotland scouting sites for this year's shoot. so alas, they canceled and got rooms right near the airport. makes sense, but i wanted one more night, and luckily enough i had left one of my suitcases at the hostel...so i HAD to come back into twon. oh well!!

so now i'm back :) it's only about 7, so i have the whole night to enjoy, and now, since i'm not with co-workers, i can do whatever i please. i'll probably eat at this nice little pub nearby, and then i'll find something for afterwards in TO london. karminsky experience is DJing at a club south of the river. i love their music, but the sucky thing about london is the tube stops around midnight...so i would have to cab it back. so i'll either do that or find something within walking distance. we'll see...

i fly out tomorrow morning :( i'm gonna miss london...i love it here!

coffee republic

one of london's chain coffee shops. i'm at one on berwick street, right in the heart of soho...enjoying a yummy latte. anitparticle got me going on these things when i visited her in new york back in march. this latte may not be as good as the one at joe's in the village, but with the chilly weather here in london, it's doing the trick nicely.

it's around 4:30 p.m. i spent the afternoon perusing clothing shoppes, record stores, and sex shoppes...all in the soho area of town. for what it's worth, i much prefer london's soho to nyc's. clothing-wise, i scored some sweet pin-stripped black slacks for a mere 10£. next the cluster of record stores lining berwick street bore fruit: i found mr.scruff's solid steel set, a grooving-nightmares on wax 12" (with a killer dj spinna remix on it), gilles peterson's out-of print worldwide vol.1 compilation for only 8£ (it's a three record set!), and finally, the new roots manuva album.

i did not make any purchases in any of the sex toy/book shoppes i went into. one store in particular, though, had an amazing collection of sex photograhy and graphic sex books. it struck me how beautiful and tasteful most of the books were despite that almost all of them featured s/m themes.

lately, i've been having so many fantasies in the s/m realm that i'm really wondering if i'm normal. i feel guilty afterwards because i really love women and don't want to see them as just a means to gratification. where does the line get crossed?

plus, i know i enjoy 'normal' sex because that's pretty much all i've ever had. with my last partner, all of our sex was normal. about the kinkiest thing we ever did was i one night, after we returned from a club, i screwed her from behind over my bathroom sink, through a torn hole in the crotch of her fishnets. yeah, pretty tame.

so i don't know what's going on with me. right now, j and i are technically not in a fight, though we're also not emailing or anything. we made up after our botched nyc-meet-up, but then we got into another fight. i sent her an 'i'm sorry' email, she responded with kind words, but nothing since. that was probably three weeks ago.

i mention this because after we made up after our nyc fight, she was like, 'we should never marry. we should only fool around on special occasions.' reading this, i was like 'why would a lesbian even be thinking about marrying me?'

the hard thing with her is that she really isn't right for me, and not only because she is a lesbian. but that's the main part of it. with all of my previous partners, i've drawn girls who i really felt, deep down inside, that i didn't measure up to one of their previous loves. i don't mean in the bedroom. i mean deep within their heart.

with j having so many former girlfriend's she still in love with, along with the fact that i'm NOT a girl, there's no way i could ever really believe she loved me more than anyone else. so that's why it really struck me when she wrote about marrying me.

i'm bringing all of this up because, in the last few weeks, i've been beset with lots of s/m fantasies...and she's in a lot of them. the few times we've messed around, it was hot. she likes to take control, and she's kinky as hell. we only scratched the surface, but the chemistry was so good between us. probably because we fight a lot, i don't know...

so i've been having all these fantasies, and i feel bad about it, cause i know most women want a guy who's into just 'normal' sex. and right now, i've got lots of 'taboo' things going through me, and my afternoon in soho today has me feeling more mixed up. mixed up because, looking at ALL those books and whatnot, clearly LOTS of other people dig this shit too (or is it JUST men?) nobody talks about it and how come, of all the women around me on a daily basis (like at work, for instance), i can't picture ANY of them liking this stuff. they would think i'm very weird...and that's how i feel right now.

i don't think there's an easy answer...it's something i'll just have to keep wrestling with. if anyone else actually reads this, sorry about the massive size of this blog entry, but i needed a break from walking around and coffee republic has free internet access. so i just figured i'd get this stuff off my chest...

london-bound

i leave tomorrow. i have a 3:10 flight that gets me into london at 7:10 a.m. thursday morning (london time). i hope i can sleep on the plane, so i have some energy to enjoy my thursday. it's my only free day. on friday, jay, paul, and jody arrive. the four of us then head to kent, just to the south of london. we'll stay in a b&b friday night, one that's right down the street from the london golf club. we'll audition golfers for BBIV from 10 to 3-4 p.m. saturday, and then we'll all head back into london and stay at the royal national hotel smack-dab in the heart of russell square...just a 15 minute walk from soho. i'm sure we'll all go out saturday night. personally, i'd like to go to a club, but i doubt paul and jay would go for that. they'll just want to get drunk on guiness. so i'll probably grab me a time out london when i get into town and try to hit a club thursday night, that being if there's a dj worth hearing.

tonight i need to pack and import a few cds into my ipod. last night lauressa gave me two discs she burned for me: zero 7 and some old-school stevie wonder. also, rizza (our new freelance coordinator who replaced the lovely sally-ann) burned me the new beck cd. so i'll have some fresh music for the trans-atlantic journey.

today i felt (and still feel) a little down. i'm still bummed out that i lost my two favorite co-workers from BBII. jen doesn't want to work on IV cause she's tired of working with our sometimes-lazy PA, whom she doesn't get along with. i'd rather have jen. she's a really talented producer, and she compliments me perfectly. furthermore, sally-ann left for a higher paying job. i still miss her. she's a beautiful english girl (something about that accent!). she likes to ride horses, drinks green tea religiously, and is a beautiful soul to boot. so, the result is i'm now trying to stay as fired up about doing the BB thing all over again, but i just know it won't be as much fun without them. that's life, though, right? people come into your life and then eventually they leave it. i wish i wouldn't get so attached. i really miss sally-ann. she's still in orlando and of course, the night we threw her her going away, she was all, "yeah, we'll keep hanging out!." i'm sure she meant it, but that's not how life works, and deep inside i knew it as she was saying it to me...

here's a pic from that going-away we threw her a few weeks back.

Sally-Ann's going away :(
Originally uploaded by beelatee.

the castration sonata

just got back from seeing woody allen's latest, "melinda & melinda". awesome flick! the critics have been panning it (the orlando weekly gave it one and a half stars). i loved it! based on the reviews, i probably would've skipped it, but the antiparticle worked on it and, sure enough, at the end her name appeared in the credits :)

i went to have sushi last thursday with heidi, courtney, and lauressa, and i mentioned wanting to see this movie and all three were interested as well. so today i reminded everyone, and of course the wavering began. lauressa wasn't super interested, but decided to go along just to hang out with all of us. she ended up loving the movie, as we all did. heidi almost backed out because she's been too busy to do laundry lately. she rehearses, like, five days a week. she sings opera, and in late may she's performing. i'm looking forward to that. she originally said she wouldn't be able to go, but changed her mind last second and she's happy she did. she realized she had enough clean clothes to get through one more day :)

so yeah, the movie rocks! some of the writing is hilarious, and as always in woody's films, there are some very cool and very funny characters. chloe is hotter than ever, and will ferrell was quite good, i should say. don't listen to the critics on this one.

and once you see it, the title for this blog entry will make sense ;)

the master

he did it again. tiger wins the Masters in a playoff...and i had fun watching it! due to my lack of cable, i had to walk down to thornton park and try and find a place where i could sit at a bar and drink and watch the golf on tv. i left my place with iPod in hand once tiger reached the 15th hole. i knew the last few holes were going to be exciting, cause when i left he was only leading by one.

now, before i go any further, let me make it perfectly clear TGC has not corrupted me. as a kid, dating back to 1986 when jack nicklaus won what is considered the greatest Masters ever, i have watched the Masters. every year. yup. it's my favorite golf event, and i was lucky enough to get to go there in 2001 (guess who won that year too?!).

i spent the afternoon with the golf barely coming in thru the rabbit ears on my tv, with me at my computer trying to figure out how to attach album artwork to my songs in itunes. yeah, i'm sure most people could figure it out easily, but the manual doesn't say how to do it. which was cool, cause i had to figure it out by intuition. what you have to do is get the artwork on amazon.com. anyway, it took some time, but i common-sensed my way to a happy conclusion. i then updated my ipod photo and most of the tracks now have album artwork appearing when i play a song from that record. :)

computers are cool like that. they sort of force you to think around 'problems'. (like this damn blogging thing...of course i needed the antiparticle for that, but hopefully i'll keep learning.).

i planned to go to dexter's to watch the end of the Masters, but i walked by hue, and saw they had it on, so i just grabbed a spot at the bar. i had never been there before, despite walking by it many times. there's always hot, leggy, short-skirted women there...upscale types that i likely would have little in common with, but are still nice to look at nonetheless.

i was at the bar by myself when two women sat right next to me. i never found out for sure, but i think it was a mother and daughter...the daughter probably early 20's and the mom in her mid 40's. i didn't find out cause i was actually MORE interested in the golf, and i was trying not to get pulled into any long conversations. that said, i think the mom (kathleen was her name) was interested in me once she started asking me questions about the golf and asked what i did. telling women you're a 'producer' sounds a whole lot more lucrative than it really is.

they left once the playoff ended, but by then the mom was definitely flirting with me. she was ok. nice legs with shapely calfs enhanced by her heels. her face was a different story; a touch weathered, if you know what i mean. but in all honesty, she was pretty hot for a forty something. and when she kept giving me those eyes, i liked her more and more. she probably wouldn't have left the moment the playoff ended, but the young girl wanted to leave. it's probably weird watching your mom hit on a younger man.

i'm soooo happy tiger won. there are so many people at work that root against him that if he was a pro wrestler, he would without question be a bad guy. and i love rooting for the bad guys!! tiger's the best, and it pisses off lots of my co-workers when he wins, so i naturally love nothing more than to see him prevail ;)

not only that, though, there's another reason i pulled for him. tiger's dad is really sick. his dad might pass away. tiger's inner circle is being very hush-hush with the details, but his dad wasn't at the course today...with his son trying to win the Masters!! after he won, tiger dedicated the win to his dad, and he got REALLY teary-eyed. tiger is only 29. i know what it's like to lose a parent around the age of 30 or so.

i'm glad he was able to win this with his dad watching on tv, and i hope his pop gets better...

spring cleaning

yup, it's time for some cleaning and organizing. spent most of the day at work cleaning my desk and going thru tons of unlabeled tapes. i organized, labeled, and barcoded all the tapes we shot the past two weeks at our first three audition sites. i organized all my music cds and info. i've had a tv sitting on my desk for the past year that i never bothered to have cable wired into it, so i finally got inspired to put in a request with engineer to mount a cable output under my desk. and then a light bulb went off: i never need to get cable cause i can just use my tv a work. i hooked a vcr up to it, so now if i want to check out any show, i can just set the timer and tape it, then get the tape the next day at work and take it home. the only thing i don't get is hbo, but everything else i might care about is right there. it only took me a year to realize this. nice.

now i'm home and my belly is full. just had two slices of french bread pizza that have been in my freezer for a while. i'm eating up all my food...today for lunch i had a can of spagetti o's that's been sitting in my cupboard since the hurricanes. now i'm going to continue my spring cleaning assualt here at the homefront. i've got lots of unlabeled tapes scattered about near my vcr to organize. then the bathroom needs cleaning and my bedroom closet needs sorting thru. and my record collection is in a bit of disaray too. so that'll occupy me for the next hour or so. around 8 i'll head to b&n for coffee and reading. i haven't been there in a while, so it'll be fresh. i hope cory is working in the cafe. i talked to her boyfriend ronnie today. he saw me on i-4 coming home from lunch and called. we might go to lunch next week. i've known ronnie for a while, going back to my hardcore cairo/barbarella days. he's my age, a really talented atrist. ronnie still goes out to i-bar almost every weekend with his girl cory. she's really cool. everytime she's seen me lately at the bookstore she's asked me when i'm gonna go back to i-bar again. it'll probably be this friday. but anyway, i hope cory's working...i haven't seen her in a few weeks.

now to the task at hand....

spring is here

man, the weather in orlando is just perfect today. not that it mattered...i worked all day. a decent day, though. spent the afternoon in a low-key meeting in jay's office discussing camera and audio logistics for BBIV. i like learning more about the technical, pre-pro aspects of production. my strength, by far, is post...creating cool shit in the edit room. so i really enjoyed this afternoon. it didn't hurt that the meeting included jody, our coordinator. yum. i don't really have a foot fetish (i'm more into legs), but i couldn't help but glance down at her feet a few times. she donned these sexy open-toed heels with her toes immaculately painted, sporting a silver toe ring on her middle toes to boot. those would be fun feet to massage.

my travel is set for next wednesday. i'm going to london, arriving thursday morning. on saturday, we have an audtion scheduled at the snooty 'london golf club'. just four of us are going: me, jay, paul, and the lovely, aforementioned-jody. from what i hear, she's single again. she had been with a girl for the longest time. before that she dated a former GC anchor who now works at espn. the gossip back then was that he cheated on her, and then i guess that was her last straw with the male gender. he was a fool, if you ask me. now, it'll be interesting to observe what happens as more guys at work hear she and her girl parted ways. it won't affect me. tempting as her pretty feet (and everything else) are, i'm on a crusade to only be friends with girls. the anti-particle gave me shit about liking every girl, or something. she's probably right. your friends are the ones who can see things clearly, you know? so i'll likely go the rest of 2005 alone, though hopefully this blog won't be boring as a result. i'm hoping to have a fun year, with lots of travel while working on cool projects. we'll see....

mac attacks

back to blogging, now that my little addiction aka my ibook is back. the backlight crapped out on it and it had to be sent to texas to have its health fully restored. nothing to fear, its still under warranty. ever since i've got it, i've knowingly tried to become a mac snob, but alas i'm learning all things macintosh are in fact mortal. the realization hit hard this weekend just minutes before i was set to fly from l.a. to dallas. i attempted to go into the 'extras' department of my new ipod photo. that part was fine, but then i tried entering into the 'music quiz' section under the 'games' part, only to have my ipod completely freeze up. yup. had to endure a 2 hour and 47 minute flight sans music...or so i thought i would. ugh. no matter what i did (and trust me, i tried EVERYTHING!), i could not get the damn thing to do anything. :(

fortunately rizza, our new temp freelance 'contestant' coordinator opted for sleep, so she lent me her ipod mini and i ended up sampling the new beck and madonna's greatest hits vol. 2. by the time we landed and got to our hotel, the battery had died, so i recharged it overnight and in the morning my ipod was back to life.

so i spent the weekend in l.a. and then dallas, for big break IV auditions. we had a few europeans who live in the states come out. they're hilarious. i don't know what it is, but scottish and english and irish people just seem to have more personality. it's given me hope that this year's show could be the best yet. of course, everyone loves the ladies version (a male audience, go figure), but the brutal truth is in a few years from now these ladies will be remembered just as the guys of BBI are...a bunch of bad golfers who became nothing. hindsight is 20/20. time has a way of changing perspective, you know? and then BBII will gets its due for the quality it put forth and the new standard it set.

i next travel to london on the 13th...can't wait. get me on the plane! and then a week later, it's back to england (norwich) and then barcelona. i try to be pretty laid back, but i'll be pissed if my ipod craps out before any of those flights...