Bite of the Apple

So yesterday I was uploading music, continuing our quest to completely digitize our collection prior to moving.
We've gotten up to the "M"s, and I had put in Metallica's Mandatory Metallica, disc 2, and it totally jammed. Would not come out.
Does our Apple enjoy the metal music? It released Meat Beat Manifesto and the Meters just fine, although it had a hiccup around Thee Michelle Gun Elephant. Anyway, after 24 hours, it finally released the disc.
It felt like a small triumph, even though I had done nothing to get the disc to eject besides sigh and wonder if we'd have to traipse the machine in and get it removed. Plus I was wondering what the tech guy would think, if anything, when he saw the disc: "Hey, this older lady's still stuck in her leather-wearing youth, loving the Metallica. Loser. I wonder if she knows any new music?" to which the answer would be, sadly, no. And actually, in my youth, I did not like the metal. It was only later, and I still don't love Metallica, so the irony is that we will likely never listen to this particular disc.
In other news, I have no other news. I am trying to tackle the writing the Wise Writing Friend's way, it's going okay so far. My hero is tortured, but not as tortured as the heroine thinks he is. Heh, heh.
And I am totally jonesing for a pair of wedge sandals, even though I kinda hate the look of cork on heels.
Are you as all over the place as I am?
Megan
Labels: Enter Sandman, Road To Passion

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