I’m four tracks into the new Eminem CD and I have absolutely no goddamn idea what is going on.  The first track is seven minutes long with at least three or four distinct and separate movements.  It’s like Pink Floyd made a rap album.  I really wish I hadn’t used “What is this I don’t even” as yesterday’s post title; it would be more appropriate for how I’m feeling right now.   There will, I expect, be a fuller review once I’ve had the time to listen to this a few dozen times (it’s an hour and a half long!) and absorb it a bit.

Also released today:  a new Latyrx album, which I was expecting to be eating up most of my listen-to-music energy today until listening to the first track of Marshall Mathers 2.  I’ll… uh… get to it when I have time.

(About halfway through the album.  He’s gotta be back on drugs again.)

Today was actually a pretty good day at work; good enough that I’m struggling right now with coming up with anything terribly interesting to say about it.  The new BEST kid apparently walked into her classroom, saw a student she’d had issues with in a previous building, shouted “fuck this” and left the building.  So, uh, not so much with her coming to class?  And they’ve put her in my homeroom for some reason now, because the universe hates me and I’m losing another of my favorite kids on Friday so it’s clearly time to fill the gaps with assholes.

Then again, I haven’t met her yet– granted, because she started shrieking swear words and fled the building— but maybe I’ll like her, who the fuck knows.

I think I’m gonna make egg drop soup for dinner.   Need to go get some green onions.  Maybe I’ll post a picture later if it ends up looking neat.