Screw you and your ease of use

You know what I need to stay away from? Well, a hell of a lot of things. Does that even make sense? Okay, no.

Anyway, I need to stay away from iTunes. Well not iTunes so much, but the iTunes store to be exact. I was looking through some applications this evening and felt that music would help me with the work. Then that damn "ease of use" kicked in and I went to download the free songs off iTunes. For those that are not "in the know", Apple gives away free songs every week. The amount varies, but it is usually at least three songs per week. The music type varies, but I have found some really good music this way. Some crappy music as well, but some good music the majority of the time.

They release the new songs on Tuesdays. The fact that I know this puts me in a whole other Apple geek factor all together, but I am here to spread the word of Jobs. Heh, that would make a really cool Apple cult name. Then we could all be "Jobpostles". Okay, so we are HERE and I took this topic way over THERE.

Back to the matter at hand. I was downloading my free songs and then started to browse the damn store. Bad idea, very bad idea. Did you know that Tuesdays are also new release days for CDs and DVDs. How the hell do I keep so much random useless information stored in my brain? So, I start browsing the music and damn it I started buying. DAMN IT. I need to quit and get back to the applications. I have way more music than any sane person needs, but I just can't help myself.

I don't know when my music addiction started, but I know it has control over me. I still have a whole crap load of CDs to import into iTunes. I keep avoiding this simple task. I think I may be buying music I already own on CD, but I'm just too lazy to look for the CD. Isn't that stupid? Looking back, I think it all started when I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare, but I thought 'Naw forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'. I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there. To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.