binglemumps

Today I dropped by downtown after finishing some work to pick up a few A&F T-shirts for a completely undeserving friend. I hate A&F. I’ve never shopped there and I’ll never shop there. Why should I pay 50 bucks for a fricking T-shirt that doesn’t even look nice?? It’s one of those ridiculously overpriced brands riding on absolutely nothing but a well marketed image that stupid kids mindlessly worship, the same stupid kids who are, in all probability, not earning enough (if any) money to afford aforementioned overpriced not-nice T-shirts. To the credit of my completely undeserving friend, at least he’s making a shitload of money. I better be getting a damned good dinner for having to go through the humiliating experience of shopping in this turd factory!

Downtown SF is such a different world from what I’m used to. It’s hard to imagine I go to work every day in the same city, 2 Bart stations away. The streets were flooded with people doing their shopping and wandering and other weekendy stuff. I hate crowds. I hold a large proportion of the general population in contempt, and crowds just mean more people I have to hate.

I get very angry on the Bart sometimes. Like today, I had to sit next to two different jerkfaces on two separate rides. The first was a young punky Asian girl who didn’t want to get out of her seat when it was my stop. She did that thing where she tried to tuck her legs as close to the seat as possible (which, by the way, is completely ineffectual) and I had to practically jump over her with my stupid A&F bag in tow. Like who the f*** do you think you are?? Too good to stand up like the rest of us do?

Then there was the rude disgruntled white woman. I was listening to my music and trying to read my book when I realised she seemed to be trying to talk to me. So I took my earphones out and turned to her, and she did this shooing motion with her hands and said, ‘Forget it, you wouldn’t know anyway’. …….. I think she was trying to ask about some announcement the driver had made, but hello!?!?! YOU’RE the one talking to me and interrupting my reading and music listening and general peace of mind, so don’t bloody flay your hands at me when I’m trying to polite!!!! UGHGHHGHGHG.

In those long minutes while my limbs exhaust themselves on the elliptical machine, it is my trusty Creative Zen (which I have yet to blog about but absolutely adore go to hell Ipod!!!!!) that keeps the despair at bay. Actually, this is a gross exaggeration, especially given the fact that I’ve started bring The Economist with me to the gym (so that I may hone my brain along with my muscles!), so most of the time the music is really just in the background. But this website is about the only place I get to be dramatic, so let us all acknowledge the fundamental importance of this music to the preservation of my soul.

So. Clearly I have to sieve out the sappy music I so love and create a conglomeration of suitably motivational music. Thanks to imeem.com, I can now share this inspiring playlist with my dear readers! (Depending on your browser you might want to lower the volume before anything plays, my ears just got blasted out when I clicked on that…)

You’ll need an imeem account to listen to it, so it might not be worth the trouble, but this is looking like a pretty useful application. Unlike other streaming sites, you can create your own playlists (which can be saved). I’ve yet to examine the extensiveness of their collection, but it is immediately evident that they have a much larger azn collection than either  Pandora or Real Rhapsody.

Anyway, this playlist will lend further credence to Germ’s false accusation that I have turned into a Japophile. I’m not particularly into Japanese culture, I’m just obsessed about anime and think Okada Juninchi is oh so good looking. Pfft!

One may notice that most of the songs here are anime themes. Where better to find inspiration? Listening to this makes you feel like, as long as you have a big heart an open mind an indomitable will and devasting good looks, you can defy all reasonable expectations and save the world! Which is not exactly what I’m trying to achieve at the gym, but my endeavours are no less heroic!

The reason I’m even writing about this is that I’m currently obsessed with the following song. The video is really stupid (the wings look hella cheap, I’m not sure if they were trying to be funny), but the song is sooooooo catchy. If I ever made an anime, I’d get Asian Kung-Fu Generation (please also ignore the stupid name) to write the OP theme.