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So, I don't have a job. Whereas normally that idea would suck, I am at this very moment fucking elated. It's an odd sensation. I fucking hated that place. I have to find a new job. I should've thought of this beforehand. And god, I'll have to work for a small company so that there's no drug test so that I am not automatically taken for a goddamn pothead. And I have to buy clothes. And sift through stupid classifieds. And ...ew. Hassle.I think I want to work in a coffee shop. An independent one where you can play music all day. I would love that. Too bad they're basically non-existent in this stupid city. But hey - the bright side.No more answering phones! No more talking to total idiots all night on the phone! No more signing out bathroom keys, getting watched on surveillance cameras, not being allowed to take breaks despite the fact that my phone hasn't rung in 4 hours, no more pointless shifts and insignificant emails that come in by the truckload. No more! I could dance.I've been listening to a lot of *(old) Death Cab*. And I've been really, really liking it. Probably for the first time in a ...year, at least. As long as I don't listen to Plans at all and hardly listen to Transatlanticism, it's great. fffffffunemployment is great. Granted, this is only the first actual day, but so far, it's been dandy except for the massive hangover brough about by my night of jobless jubilee.Met this guy last night and we went on an hour long rant about the *Pixies* and the *Pogues*. He's seen them both. Live. And the *Sex Pistols*. I WAS SO GODDAMN JEALOUS. And, well. Anyhow. I used to be friends with a guy who saw *Nirvana* and totally didn't think it was a big deal at all. I never fully trusted him after that. Have to watch out for the crazies.They had *Rage Against the Machine* posters everywhere, so when I asked how excited they were about the Coachella reunion show and if they were going, they called me a liar. They seriously thought I was making it up, just for fun. To tease them or something. I had to physically make one guy look it up online on his phone. And then they freaked out and looked at me like I was a god of music who'd just given them the gift of fire, and all I could think was, "How is it possible that they didn't KNOW about this? Everyone knows about Coachella!"And then I realized that my view on the world is totally nutso.I forget that there are people that exist in the world (actually, like, live and breathe and participate in society) who are not completely obsessed with festival line-ups and concert dates and cd releases and record company mergers and the replacement of this drummer with that one or the addition of a rock legend to an indie(ish) band's roster and how that will change the sound and is it good and have they sold out yet and when will they if they havent and where you can find the b-sides to that other album and can you afford the concert tshirt if you buy a beer.Which is why mog is so great.
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