Beautiful Release
To anyone who's graduated college (or finished an enlistment in the military, or something similar): have you had things happen to you that just seem appropriate as you're nearing the end of a period of your life?
Tonight I did my last show at the station, and I got the whole hellacious shindig on tape. I played a lot of the same songs that I'd been playing all along: three songs by U2, two by the Proclaimers, one by the Spin Doctors, one by the Go-Gos, and the list goes on. It could have been a little bit stronger, but overall it was a fitting end to my career as a college radio disc jockey.
Before the show, I went to the store and bought audio cassettes to tape the show, and picked up the new Coldplay CD. I've scarcely heard the one single (in fact, I don't think I've heard all of it) and I haven't had a chance to listen to it yet. From there I went to the pub and had a last Guinness with my mates, Joel and Luke. After that, it was off to the station, the last time as a disc jockey.
Generally speaking, I hate it when things come to an end. I hate saying goodbyes, I hate losing touch with people. I long for the day when I finally set down real roots: buy a house, work a steady job, have a wife and a couple of kids and a dog, and have neighbors and co-workers. I thrive on stability, and now that I've finished university, I'm entering the time in my life when I will have none for several years. The next couple of years of my life, though stable at some points, will be carried out in a concerted effort to enable an eventual stability. Instead of jumping straight into that stability, I'm preparing myself, mentally and a little bit physically, to leave the home I've lived in (save for about three months total, ever; four if you count the four weeks I spent at summer camp over the course of four years, adding to a total of four weeks) for nearly twenty-three years.
It's bollocks, but it's life. Thank God for E-Mail, eh?
This is far too much reflection for 01:00, so I'm going to head to bed soon. I'll let you know whether the Coldplay album is worth buying in the next couple of days.
Tonight I did my last show at the station, and I got the whole hellacious shindig on tape. I played a lot of the same songs that I'd been playing all along: three songs by U2, two by the Proclaimers, one by the Spin Doctors, one by the Go-Gos, and the list goes on. It could have been a little bit stronger, but overall it was a fitting end to my career as a college radio disc jockey.
Before the show, I went to the store and bought audio cassettes to tape the show, and picked up the new Coldplay CD. I've scarcely heard the one single (in fact, I don't think I've heard all of it) and I haven't had a chance to listen to it yet. From there I went to the pub and had a last Guinness with my mates, Joel and Luke. After that, it was off to the station, the last time as a disc jockey.
Generally speaking, I hate it when things come to an end. I hate saying goodbyes, I hate losing touch with people. I long for the day when I finally set down real roots: buy a house, work a steady job, have a wife and a couple of kids and a dog, and have neighbors and co-workers. I thrive on stability, and now that I've finished university, I'm entering the time in my life when I will have none for several years. The next couple of years of my life, though stable at some points, will be carried out in a concerted effort to enable an eventual stability. Instead of jumping straight into that stability, I'm preparing myself, mentally and a little bit physically, to leave the home I've lived in (save for about three months total, ever; four if you count the four weeks I spent at summer camp over the course of four years, adding to a total of four weeks) for nearly twenty-three years.
It's bollocks, but it's life. Thank God for E-Mail, eh?
This is far too much reflection for 01:00, so I'm going to head to bed soon. I'll let you know whether the Coldplay album is worth buying in the next couple of days.
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