It's funny to me how Simon apologized on his weblog about bitching about work. For me, if I can't bitch about work... I am not living!!

Honestly, I hope that it isn't always this way.

Today at work was pretty mundane. Actually it was a pretty easy and hassle free day.
My boss was pretty chill, customers weren't as annoying as usual, (even though the usual suspects were abound), and there was enough work to keep me busy, but not make the day hectic. The last hour dragged on a bit, but overall days like today are alright with me.

Allison has been going e-bay crazy... with selling things that is. Which, in the long run, is alright with me because it is reducing a lot of clutter around the house. Magazines. Gone. Shoes, that while really HOT, don't fit. Gone. Etc.

Now it's my turn. I've got a lot of "collectable" CDs that I haven't listened to in ages that I know if I don't sell soon, no one is going to have any interest in. Things I don't listen to, things that I only listen to once in a blue-moon... etc.
(Do people still care about Jeremy Enigk or the Simple Machines label or are they still interested in limited copies of colored Stereolab vinyl?)

While I've always prided myself on having such a large and diverse collection of music... it's getting to an unmanageable state. I'm a completist by nature. I can live and die by an artists discography.
It's time to let go.
Goodbye Catherine Wheel singles.
Goodbye ex-member of Hoover side project band.
Goodbye two-thirds of the Superchunk discography.

I wonder how many years it will be before I'm searching out those Superchunk albums again.

(SEE! That's exactly the kind of thinking that's going to end up killing me!)