… but okay, I’ll play along.

1. Total volume of music files on my computer

1.7 GB, but I have only recently starting enjoying the wonder that is iTunes, so this small number does not accurately reflect my entire music collection. I only have a 20 GB harddrive so I until that is remedied, I have to be selective as to what albums make into into the digital collection.

2. The last CD I bought

In physical disk form: St Germain En Laye Cafe
In digital, full-album form: Elephunk by the Black Eyed Peas
In digital, single-song form: Mr. Brightside by the Killers

3. Song playing right now

In my head? That would be “Lonely no more” by Rob Thomas. Alas, I left my iPod at home today, so there are no songs playing in my ears.

4. Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me

Well, my iPod seems to have a crush on the Black Eyed Peas, so if you go solely by that, all five spaces would probably be filled by them. If you actually want me to think about it, this is what I can think of off the top of my head:

1. That I Would be Good by Alanis Morissette.
2. Mr. Writer by Stereophonics
3. Beautiful Child by Stevie Nicks
4. Bad by U2
5. Electrolite by REM

5. Five people upon which I want to inflict this “musical baton”

Rather than inflicting, I shall invite. So, go wild.

I have a secret crush

Actually, it’s not really a secret, seeing as I have told my friends, my family, and even my boyfriend-who approves, by the way, although I’m not sure he actually knows the full extent of my lust for my crush.

At first it started with little glances, a stolen peek here and there, nothing to be alarmed about, nothing to raise any suspicions. Even I didn’t know that it was anything more than a passing fancy, something to ponder in the back of my mind. But it is quite obvious to me now that my little idea has quickly progressed into a full-scale obsession, occupying my mind and distracting me when I should be doing other important things, like paying attention to the road as I drive.

You see, I have a crush on the Mazda3 Sport. I can’t explain when it happened, I can’t explain why it happened, I can only accept that I want what I want and I want that car. When I see one pass by on the street my eyes are immediately drawn to it and I can’t help but watch it from afar, coveting what I cannot yet have. I get a little giddy every time I see that distinctive shape (although there is another car that has fooled me once or twice, but that was back in the early days of my crush before my mind had become fully honed in on every line of the car). I’m sure that if I could remember my dreams they would be filled with speedy little Mazdas, and me inside of them.

I haven’t told my current car about my new crush, I thought that might be a bit too cruel, but I think it can sense that perhaps my attentions have been diverted, since it has been putting on its little “I won’t start, please give me attention” routine a little more often lately. I just have to find the right time to tell it. Or perhaps I will take the easy way out and let it leave me, so that I can assuage my guilt at cheating on it.

Zoom zoom.

stupid pet owners

This has been bugging me all morning. I live on a very busy street. It’s one of the main North/South (or East/West, depending on what part of the city you are in) streets in the city. Depending on the time of day, it has taken me up to five minutes before there is a break in the traffic so that I can back out of my driveway. It’s usually not that bad, but regardless of the time of day, there are only a few occasions when I can pull out of my driveway without waiting for at least a few cars to pass by first. But at least I have the sense to know when it is safe to pull out into the street.

Now that it has started warming up a bit, I’ve seen a few cats wandering freely around the neighbourhood. One of those was a cute black and white cat that came over to visit my cats every once in a while. We think it lived across the street since I had seen it wandering around their house, but for all I know maybe it was just visiting a cat or two on that side of the street as well. Well, as of this morning, it can’t visit any cats on either side of the street. Because when I left for work this morning it was lying in the middle of the street, obviously dead. And it hadn’t been there an hour earlier.

And while I’m sad for the cat, and I hope that at least it died quickly, I’m angry at the owners for letting it run free around such a busy street. It’s four lanes of traffic. Constant traffic. And as much as I credit my cats with being pretty smart in finding ways to wake me up in the morning, I would never credit them with enough sense to stay out of the road. All you need is one squirrel darting across the street and you have a cat right on its tail.

I may look silly taking my cats outside on leashes, but it’s better than looking out my front door and seeing one of them lying in the street.

fun under the clouds