I’m on deadline today, which means pure magic is flowing from my fingertips into the keyboard as I spell out what’s happening in, like, finance and stuff. When I do this, I like to listen to music. Yesterday, I read this awesome story from Alex Baca at The Billfold about the things she bought immediately following her breakup. In the story, she lists a bunch of music I haven’t heard, so I’m listening to it now.

I’m Groovesharking The Promise Ring right now, and Alex, seriously, are you 16? This is like Jimmy Eat World if we never grew up, which is not to say that it’s bad, but just that it’s a bit too whimsically adolescent for my taste. I’m moving on to Lilys’ “Better Can’t Make Your Life Better” now, just in case that Promise Ring crap was like a fluke based on your shitty boyfriend, who you will by the way get over, and none of this will seem so bad in a few months, really.

Update: Don’t listen to any of that. Listen to Class Actress instead. Trust me.