I give my friend Adam a fair amount of shit and good natured ribbing. Luckily, he's a good sport about it and very adept at dishing it out as well as taking it. He's also pretty good at self deprecation.
So when I realized I could alter his podcasts in GarageBand, there was only one thing to do.
Make the hottest frickin' dance track EVAH!
This one's for all the boiz out there. Turn it up and shake what ya mama gave ya!
I've been channeling my inner Monica today. I had all these lofty goals for the weekend. The Roommates™ left the Valley of the Sun for a weekend in San Diego...LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. I remained in the ghost town. Friday I made a list of all the stuff I wanted to accomplish housecleaning-wise. Room by room, tasks listed for the whole house. However, the allure of sitting around in my underwear eating chinese delivery and watching Nexflix rentals won out over the list for the entire weekend.
(Oh. And obsessively playing with GarageBand. How frickin' addictive is that? It's like crack for me. Must. Make. More. Crappy. Techno. Music.)
So today is all about making penance for my sloth. I do believe that today I have successfully washed every single article of clothing I own. The sad thing is there was a pile of clothes in the corner of my closet and I couldn't determine if they needed washing or not. So for good measure I did. Now they all hang neatly in my closet or are folded and tucked away in my chest of drawers that I can finally see the top of instead of another pile of clothes.
Of course the clothes hid the fact the chest needs dusting. So maybe there was something beneficial about the pile.
I'm going to debunk of myth for you ladies and gentlemen. Size really doesn't matter.
Take a look at this gorgeous little slice of heaven. So simply, yet so powerful. I mist up when talking about it. *Sniff*
It arrived in the teeniest little box — with a handle no less...how frickin' precious — and it was a snap to set up. Other than for work and food, I have not wanted to leave its side.
Can I tell you how obsessed I am with GarageBand? I haven't read a single manual how to operate it and everything I'm creating sounds like such crap, but it's just so much gosh darned fun.
And yes I do fully intend on become one of those people. One of those Mac People®. I'm sure you've met them before. The elitist, snobby bastards.
I'm one of them now.
I beam.
Now if you'll excuse me...GarageBand calls.
If you don't hear from me in a while, send a search party.
