All cheered up!
But I'm afraid I'm becoming something of a shopaholic in the process. Which worries me not least because it forces me to self-identify with cutesy chick flicks.
At any rate, I decided to head over to the iTunes Store the other night for some serious musical medication. For good reasons; Bruce Springsteen's latest had reminded me that my library was still missing Streets of Philadelphia, and I mean, really. After that, though, things may have gotten just the teensiest bit out of hand...I probably didn't need all that Bruce Hornsby, let's put it that way.
I did find a bunch of Hall & Oates classics that filled the mood-lifting bill most excellently. I have always had a thing for Daryl Hall's voice...um, also Daryl Hall's picture staring out at me from the iTouch while the songs play, nice bonus. Seriously, they were among the premiere pop craftsmen of my generation, and when your generation also includes Boom Boom Boom (Let's Go Back to My Room), that is something you hold on to, believe me.
While I was at it, I picked up a couple tracks off Duran Duran's Arena, another key entry on my Remember Back When I Was Young and Carefree setlist. That I was carefree mostly because I had no musical taste is debatable, but I don't care, it's The Seventh Stranger and I get to feel gloriously hedonistic all over again.
So between the need to organise the new music, the circuit assembly this weekend, and another vow not to write another word unless it's in the furtherance of my fictional ambitions (ha ha ha), things are getting back on track, here @ Shoe Central. Will keep you posted.