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September 10, 2004

television, new babies and music.

Since Ryland was born, you wouldnít believe the amount of television Iíve watched. There isnít a heck of a whole lot to do all day and all night long when youíre feeding and rocking and playing and talking with a baby. Itís hard to read or concentrate on much of anything these days. I tend to nod off to sleep every spare second I have and TV makes that much easier. I also use it to keep me company. Itís just me and Ryland most of the time and as much as I love the kid, his conversational skills are a bit lacking. It makes me feel better to have the TV on, like I am less alone. This whole week, Spike has had a CSI marathon. Constant episodes of the show. I had never seen it before, so I started watching it and now Iím crazy addicted to it.

Iíve also started watching reruns of Roseanne on Nick at Nite. That show was really funny.

Letís see, what else do I watch? A lot of shows in syndication, a lot of Discovery Health and TLC and loads of stupid shows and movies no person should ever have to sit through. But what can you do. When itís 3am and youíre breastfeeding, your options are limited. My friend Gina, who also just had a baby, suggested I start renting tons of movies and I think sheís on to something. Of course, she probably has a decent hi-fi setup.

I wish I had a big gorgeous TV and satellite and TiVo and surround sound and all that fancy stuff. I have a crappy TV that makes everything 10 times darker than it should be, lousy basic cable with stations that donít come in very well, and my DVD player is the playstation, which has tremendously terrible sound. But itís all free, so I should just shut up already and be happy for what I have. Still, a girl can wish, canít she?

What else can I bitch about? Oh, I know. The appalling lack of electronic music here in Tucson. Iím not surprised, but itís still very disappointing: the record stores here have the weakest electronica sections Iíve ever seen (if they even have an electronic music section at all); no good DJs come to this neck of the woods EVER; and youíd be hard pressed to find a club that actually plays decent trance, not just those cheesy hybrid concoctions of dance and pop that most people consider ďdanceĒ music. I really miss Avalon in Boston. Iíve been looking at their calendar and Iím missing some great shows. And Wilco will be playing three Boston-area shows this fall. THREE! So far, the closest Wilco show to Tucson is in Los Angeles. The music industry hates Tucson, hates me and hates my baby.

Not that I have the time or the opportunity to be out and about and going to shows. So I guess I should be happy.

God am I tired. I maybe might be dead, Iím not too sure. My eyeballs are like two rocks wrapped in sandpaper. It amazes me that Iím able to function on three hours of sleep. Thatís just about what I average a day. Yesterday I drove to my breastfeeding support group and I found myself drifting off at a red light. That freaked me out and kept me awake, but I should probably avoid driving right now.

Posted by christa at September 10, 2004 03:04 PM


When David was a baby every time I would get in the car it would somehow end up at Target. No matter where I was going when I started out, I would just start to make the turns that would take me there, like some kind of hypnosis would take over from lack of sleep. Seriously, I look back at that time and cannot believe I endangered so many lives by driving in such a state. You are worse than drunk right now. Stop driving.

Also, I have never heard you sound like a music snob so much as in this entry. Just so you know in case you are still in denial about your music snobbiness.

Posted by: Marianne at September 10, 2004 03:19 PM

after years of denial, I have decided to admit to it. I am a music snob. An elitist. It's true. There are worse things to be, but everyone I know tells me I'm a music snob, so I guess it must be pretty annoying.

But I can't help my good taste and everyone else's poor taste, can I?

No I can't.

So if knowing good music is a crime, then lock me up!

haha I love saying dorky things like that. If saying dorky things is a crime, then I'm guilty on all counts, Judge!

Posted by: christa at September 10, 2004 05:47 PM

Well, in that case......

You'll get a kick out of this.

Posted by: Tiffany at September 10, 2004 09:36 PM

I am watching the CSI marathon too, it runs until like 3 in the morning here - a godsend! Isn't George Eads cute?

Posted by: gina at September 11, 2004 08:16 AM

Ah, Wilco... our shared mutual love that first brought us together lo those many years ago, when you were just a twenty something, childless Bostonian, and I a 30something married yuppie with nothing better to do than go to concerts and surf the web. Wait a second... I still AM that guy. Clearly I have some catching up to do in the "life altering developments" dept.

Posted by: Jonathan at September 11, 2004 12:01 PM

Bless me Christa.. It has been almost 6 months since I last visited Loafe. My Bipap machine failed last nite so I am spacey from lack of sleep.. And what do I do? Read about sleep deprivation on Loafe. Amazing..
Any who...I was curious about a few things and in one read I get them answered.........
1) The baby is born
2) The name is Ryland... very very nice.
3) You are in Tucson
Good luck to you and Ryland. Things going relatively well. I started classes in Visual Basic and I survived company downsizing that took us from 60 employees to 25 employees and now 7, very stressful. Hopefully thats a magic number for now. DG (The complete stranger)

Posted by: DG at September 13, 2004 11:34 AM

dont tell me you havent been watching amish in the city. speaking of music, scissor sisters are playing here on the 24th, woo hoo! finally a reason to go out and see a show. missed air supply at the tulalip casino last month :-(

Posted by: celly belly at September 13, 2004 02:45 PM

I just read 6-22-2004. Holy frikkin shit.

Posted by: DG at September 13, 2004 03:22 PM


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