So this is the new year, and I don't feel any different

Life, she goes on.

I sent my application and portfolio to Arizona. It's out of my hands, now.

Saw "Children of Men" and am consequently deeply unsettled in ways I can't really express yet.

And now I give you some tunes for the new year:


Poor Little Rich Boy -- Regina Spektor
http://www.sendspace.com/file/nzzuzl
"You're so young, you're so god damn young..."


Southtown Girls -- The Hold Steady
http://www.sendspace.com/file/6x1z74
"Southtown girls won't blow you away, but you know that they'll stay."


Salute my Shorts! -- Rilo Kiley
http://www.sendspace.com/file/4zstiq
"we've been waiting all year
for someone to just say
everyone fucks up it's going to be ok"


After the Bombs -- The Decemberists
http://www.sendspace.com/file/rab4ob
"After the rockets
After the rockets come

Then we’ll go dancing
Won’t we go dancing
Yes, we’ll go dancing
‘Til it all starts over again"