this is not a blog. this used to be a blog... kind of. this is where i used to post playlists for a radio show i did in another lifetime. the show was called, "amy goes nuts!" although that title is still relevant, it is now in a completely literal way. i live in philly. i work more jobs than i can count on one hand... some of which i hate and others of which i am fond of but not passionate. i tend to chase things that are unattainable and take for granted the things that i will one day miss. i take chances and gravitate towards those who are completely different than me. i get bored very easily. perhaps this is why i interrupt people so often when they are speaking. i don't mean to. i am horrible with punctuation and try to avoid long sentences when unnecessary. i really just kept this blog going so i could comment on my friend betsy's blog. she is an awesome writer. sometimes i create really detailed stories in my head and i want to pay her to ghostwrite a book for me. but i'd probably have to pay her in pennies and cabbage soup because i am broke. i did actually write a real blog once. i completely forgot about it until right now. if you are still reading this, you must be really bored. i have been obsessed with TED.com lately. you should go visit that site instead of staying here. amy tan did a really good lecture on creativity that you can watch on that site. i found a copy of familiar quotations by john bartlett from 1941 on the street the other day and have been reading it every night before bed. i read this one last night:

Errors, like straw, upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls must dive below.

and i like this one too:

and virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

sometimes i write in all lower-case because i am lazy. i am scatterbrained and therefore so is my writing. like i said, i am horrible with punctuation. are you bored yet? i have a mild case of ocd. when i was a kid i couldn't fall asleep at night until i went through all the major and minor scales in my head. i would read books on music theory for fun. like the book, harmony, by walter piston... i asked for that for xmas as a kid. it was a text book. i was lame. then when i got into college i was placed in music classes with 3rd and 4th year students, which was cool in a geeky sort of way. it allowed me to also get a degree in psychology. completely useless. i am staring at my music theory books right now and that's what made me think of that. you should check out my band online. we're called panic years. if you like the music, you should buy it on itunes because i might get a buck or two from your purchase. then i can go to the store and buy some more oatmeal because i just ran out this morning. why are you still reading this? why am i still writing this? did you know that if you toss a penny 10,000 times, it will not be heads 5,000 times, but more like 4,950? the heads side weighs more, so it ends up on the bottom. think about that next time you toss a coin. i am living in a house right now with no heat and i'm freezing my balls off. you know when you say something out loud and then two seconds after you say it, you're like, "oh shit... i shouldn't have said that." that happens to me more times than not. sometimes i don't have a filter on what i say, but i've learned to be ok with that. have you ever seen the bbc show called, peep show? it is brilliant. the best tv show i have ever seen in my life. funnier than the office. they are on the sixth season now. you can watch pretty much every episode on youtube. here is season 1, episode 1, part 1. please welcome it into your life with open arms. i am going to go now. i feel like the font on this blog just changed, but maybe my eyes are playing tricks with me. don't expect me to post another blog anytime soon. i could say i'm going to, but then i'd be one of those people who says they're going to write this awesome blog and then don't write again for two months. plus, this would not be an awesome blog if i were to write one. i think i've proven that already. plus, i already stated at the beginning that this is not a blog.