A long time ago I used to have my music in different playlists so i could listen to what i most felt like, simple playlists like ‘anger’ or ‘happy’ just general things. But there was too many and it was annoying. I got rid of the playlists and put them all under ‘liked’ songs.
Good enough right?
I now have 3000+ songs under liked songs. If i find a song i like I’ll go to the artists page and add their whole discography, then later if i don’t like a song I’ll remove it. Seems like that would work right? Well, it doesn’t.
I often don’t have access to remove songs. Since I’ll be doing something else and can’t drop everything to take it off my playlist. I’m also bad about skipping songs. I’ll listen to the first 20 - 30 seconds and switch songs to fit my mood. Doesn’t mean I don’t like the song, just I’ve already played it out in my head and I’m ready to move on to something else.
Sucks for everyone else in my car, I do that constantly.
Over the last few years I’ve noticed that Spotify doesn’t play ALL the songs from that list. In fact, they only play about 300 - 400 of them. Then they will start to repeat.
I think it’s because my skipping I’ve noticed it. I also noticed that the “DJ” feature plays the exact same things, over and over.
So I’ve been spending time listening to the actual music and moving them to various playlists. So now instead of 3000+ songs in 1 playlist, I have several lists with 1000’s of songs. :|.
Not helpful. But as the ‘liked’ songs list gets lower I’m finding songs I haven’t listened to in years. Which is good and bad?
Either way the Liked playlist is down to 900 songs. I’ve found a ton of songs that I don’t care for, and they have been removed. Others I really like but is it a happy song? is it a sad song? Probably both. Also lots of ‘anger’ songs. Well, my ‘anger’ definition is ‘angry young man music’ which is the majority of them.
My birthday is over, both parents remembered this year. My dad called at 6 am. Woke me up… thanks. I didn’t answer the call, but couldn’t go back to sleep so just got up and showered, made food then called him back.
The call went about as I expected. His 4th RV (bought from an individual) broke down and now this time he went to a dealership and got talked into a Mercedes RV, because my father can’t understand the salespeople aren’t his friends. Anyways the big take away from that was that he decided his kids don’t deserve any inheritance and he decided to spend his hard earned money on himself.
Dad: So I spend the money on myself, sorry I hope you have a good job to take care of yourself!
Me: I do. It’s how I’m supporting myself, my wife, step daughter, and also sending my son to college.
Dad: Well you won’t get anything from me so you should be aware!
Me: Yeah, I figured that when you kicked me out at 17 and told me I wasn’t getting anything from you and to not expect it.
Dad: well I didn’t mean it then.
Me: So you mean it now? Why is this the conversation we are having? Do you think we are all just sitting around waiting on you to die so we can take all your “things”? You have nothing I want Dad, we’ve had this conversation several times. There’s nothing that I want just donate it or give it to your brothers or sisters.
Dad: Well clearly we have nothing to talk about then. Goodbye.
click
Yup.. love you too dad. Sorry I won’t go for your very morbid need to try and hold something over me. I expect in the next week or two for him to let me know I’m out of the will, again. Or that I’m no longer the executor of his will. Again.
My mom texted something at 9 pm. Just vague stuff that would require me to reach out to her. I could respond but why? She won’t respond back, she doesn’t get texting. Instead she sends vague messages through every single platform she can think of, I’ve got 12 Facebook requests from her new accounts. I know because i signed in last year and rejected them all.
This is typical of her, she knows that 5? 7? however many years ago she fucked up, but now it’s to the point where she needs someone to step in and fix her problems and I’m not doing it. I’m not giving up my peace to help her, which to her is HER doing me a favor.
I’ve told her once she apologizes to me and Ashley we can start talking again, but I’m not doing this passive aggressive bullshit and guilt tripping stuff that she’s going to try doing, when she can admit she made a mistake and own up to it, then I will talk to her again.
6 years later, she’s still sending me messages on holidays, because I ‘HAVE’ to answer then right?
Fun fact. You don’t owe anyone, anything.
Family, can be cut off and sometimes it’s the best thing for you.
After 5? 7? years she still thinks she’s the one who was wronged, when she talked to my brother 2 years ago, she started off trying to get him to move in with her and help her pay all her bills since she was going to be evicted soon and good thing he had happened to come into town and was there to help her. She was very upset when he told her, “No.” . She honestly didn’t know what to do.
She then spend an hour telling him what a piece of shit I was and how terrible a person I was etc etc.
My brother asked specific things that happened, she blew over them, never saying they didn’t happen, just that they weren’t important to her narrative, so she was going to ignore them.
Whatever.
Seth of course didn’t remember my birthday, but that’s expected. He was surprised we were going out to dinner on “A normal Sunday” I refused to go out for my birthday so I said we could go for a sunday dinner as long as my birthday wasn’t brought up. Ashley was frustrated but accepted it.
Ashley finally told seth when we got back that it was my birthday dinner, he said “oh. huh forgot that was today, my dad doesn’t care, not sure why you keep making a big deal about it.”
He’s my son alright.
Anyways, here’s the song that was playing when I got to this part of my writing. It will be classified under - ‘happy?’ and ‘nost’
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