a fistful of homemade citrus cleaner

so i left work at 5 yesterday. a very liberating feeling. i guess that's what not being a workholic and obsessive feels like. i can't say i could really get used to it (after being home for an hour i started to feel intensely bored and worthless), but it's nice once in awhile.

i spent the evening cleaning and getting my household affairs in order. i've got shitloads of reading to do this weekend, but i was just so worn out yesterday (i was nodding off in spanish 600 at like 330pm) that i figured getting all the cleaning out of the way would be better than forcing myself to swallow theory all night long. now that i have twelve entire hours (and a few weird dreams) worth of sleep under my belt, i'm off to tackle the theory part. if i can beat the rain to my office, that is.

anyway, the apartment is about as clean as it could possibly be (except for the shower, which i failed to get to before i ran out of calories/got entranced by House). i've had a few unannounced visitors in the last week, and i'd have felt a bit better about that if my place hadn't been a total mess (i doubt that they cared, honestly, but it's the principle of the thing).

listening to kicking television again. my first impression stands. it's an excellent recording; great mix of audience noise and band sound, you can hear pretty much all the instruments well at all times (a crazy accomplishment with wilco)...but the performance itself, while technically good, is just sort of tired-sounding. they're reproducing awesomeness instead of creating it, like at the spokane show or any of the board recordings i've gotten from bt.etree.org. it's a good album, but i'd much rather it had been taken from the current or 2007 tours. there's just a lot more energy behind them. oh, and "impossible germany" and nels cline are also behind them, and that doesn't hurt either.