what is the word

Today is not only the busiest day of work this month but also I want to try to get a proper blog post together & also I have to sort together an editing project & stick it in the mail & also I am terribly hungover from the gigantic glasses of Gigondas I drank at Diner w/ Sara & finally I am trying to hold it together in a world where iPods & I'm Wide Awake It's Morning can coexist. Seriously listening to that album on the train is practically impossible cos I can't concentrate on reading the paper let alone keep my quivering heart from breaking into pieces.
Also, can I just call all albums records, even tho sometimes they're really CDs & mp3s or whatever? I am more comfortable with the word "record." If I'm talking about an actual record I will just say "on vinyl" so you'll know.
I think I want I'm Wide Awake It's Morning on vinyl even tho I have it in other formats. I read a story in the New Yorker about a man who had the complete works of PG Wodehouse in duplicate because he wanted to be able to easily reference any one of them at a moment's notice & he lived in a 2-story house so he felt he needed the entire oeuvre on each floor. That's all of the novels plus the Golf Omnibus & everything -- hundreds of volumes I think -- twice over. The writer of the article was this man's nephew & he said that while he used to find him a bit nuts, he had reached the point where he felt his uncle's Wodehouse collection was actually not thorough enough.
That's sort of how I feel about Bright Eyes these days. & I can kind of see the PG Wodehouse thing a little bit too.
Not much has been going on with me. I've nearly reached the end of my awesome April calendar from Fantomas. Yesterday I was feeling frustrated & angry about a number of things & when I flipped the page to April 28 I was surprised to see that the picture looked just how I felt. I decided next time anyone felt like crossing me I'd slam both my fists super vehemently into something & be all "Eh? Fuck!" or whatever she's saying.
I feel a jumbling jangle of emotions lately without any good reason. Every day is Sensitive Day. Recently I remembered these names my friend Erin & I gave each other back in high school. When we were feeling sensitive &, in particular, fat, we'd call each other by these cute fat-girl names that made us feel better. She was Tons of Fun & I was Lotsa Love. Aw. That makes me feel better already.