Notes to Self XIX

I, The Deranged Writer, love any type of music. On every music device I have ever owned, from my third-generation iPod Nano (anyone remember that?) to my iPhone 15, my music library is a melting pot of artists and songs. I was not vocal about my love for various kinds of music though; only a few friends knew this fact.

But that all changed when I found myself on a Dave Grohl interview marathon (for the nth time) on an afternoon in 2011.

This is my 19th Notes to Self.

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10-Minute Warning CLXXXI

Since I’m heading out to my safe space and have a caffeinated drink, what can I share here under 10 minutes?

Firstly, let me rant for a while: In my current job as an admin assistant, I expect a lot of billings during the first week. I got used to working on those billings, but what I’m still not used to is checking a set of reports handwritten by one of our employees. His reports are fine… except that the way he writes the letter E looks like a fusion of the letters B and R, and that hurts my head every time. Ugh.

Anyway, what else? Oh… Lately, I noticed that whenever I listen to music on Spotify, sometimes it plays the perfect song or at least a line or two whenever I do something. For example, last Friday night, I heard the line “I took a sip from my devil’s cup” from Britney Spears’ “Toxic” (one of my favorite Britney Spears songs ever) when I took a sip from my favorite Jack & Coke Zero.

The music video of Britney Spears’ “Toxic”.

Since then, I have been calling the aforementioned drink “The Devil’s Cup”. Thanks, universe, Spotify, and Ms. Britney!

…and my 10 minutes are almost up. I need to go. See you in the next post, and have a nice week ahead!

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