Well anyway, I have a lot of mixed tapes from back in the day. You know, straight up Say Anything style (love you John Cusack!), the things that old loves of your life made for you - cassette tapes mixed with all sorts of fantastic 80's tuneage - Psychedelic Furs, Modern English, Peter Gabriel, Pink Floyd. . . U2(!), Echo and the Bunnymen, The Smiths!!
Remember the tapes that you made yourself, sitting with your tape recorder pushed up to the radio while waiting patiently for your requested song to come on, which would subsequently be ruined when mid-way through the crappy taping, one of your sisters would slam open the bedroom door and scream at you that you were wearing her fringed boots?
Oh wait. That didn't happen to you too?
Back to the point. The problem is, the only thing I have to play them on is a pink Barbie princess boom box (do they even call them that anymore?). As you might imagine, the sound quality isn't exactly amazing on that thing. But on the plus side, it has a microphone, so I could rock out to my old favorites! Yeah. I guess that might be something to try when I am all alone, all alone. Like I am right now. Til 3:26 pm. Five days a week.
Gah! I am having kid withdrawl. Whoa. Did I just say that out loud?
