Day Seven

1. A song that reminds you of the past summer
Honestly, I don't have anything that reminds me of this entire summer at all. I'm just not a "song of the summer" person. But if I had to pick one(which I do, because that's how the writing challenge works), it would be Eddie Vedder's cover of "Hurt" by Johnny Cash. Well, technically it belongs to the Nine Inch Nails, but they won't even perform it after Johnny did it so damn well, so whose is it really?

Let me start by saying that "Hurt" is one of those songs that is done to death, but always done well. People that can't do it well don't even attempt it. Eddie Vedder, lead singer of Pearl Jam, does great with every song he tries to do because... Well, because he's Eddie Vedder. And being Eddie Vedder, he's also known for changing song lyrics.

His version of "Hurt" is my favorite because at the very end, instead of singing

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

He sings

I would save myself
I would find a way
Which to me changed the meaning a fair bit. I love it. But none of this has anything to do with why it's my summer song.

As the muse and I headed down for our fantastic day at the beach, Johnny Cash's version of the song started to play. And knowing that Pearl Jam is his favorite band, I mentioned that I had the EV version as well. We listened to it, and surprisingly he favored the Cash version over the Vedder version. It surprised me a bit. But yeah, that's just about the only song I really associate with this summer.



2. Five pet peeves
Huh. Y'know, I'm not terribly peevish, but here goes.

1. When people move my things. This is probably a side effect of my mom taking all my stuff out of my room when I was a kid, but I can't stand for someone to touch my things. I get even more aggravated when someone moves my furniture without me around. Like, no. Leave it where it is.

2. Bad typing. I hide it really well, but I hate when people on say Facebook type poorly. Can't stand it. Is it really so hard to capitalize? Spell out a few of your words? I'm not talking about thorough spelling and punctuation and perfect grammar, those things are difficult and I understand that not everyone has that level of education. Just make an effort. Interestingly enough, this doesn't always apply. Just every once in a while.

3. Giving out my private number for work. Okay, look. I'm not getting benefits or days off for this shit, so the last thing I need is for my personal cell phone number to be given out to parents and faculty members. Public Safety is free to relay messages, but God help me if they give out my number one more time. I just yelled at them again this morning for that crap.

4. Grinding teeth. I hate the sound of teeth hitting each other. This, too, comes and goes. I'm ashamed to say it, but there have been times when I've told Alex to stop eating until I can put on a movie or something to drown out the sounds of his chewing. And seriously, the boy needs a mouth guard or something at night because he just grinds his damn teeth, I don't understand why or how, but jeez...

5. Not telling me. I have a lot of anxieties, and it drives me nuts when someone laughs at something, or starts to tell me something, then decides not to let me in on the thought. Maybe that's not an anxiety thing, maybe it's just a me thing, but it drives me up a wall like nobody's business.