I sit here very actively not going home for Thanksgiving. As my classmates flock back to their respective cribs, I sit immobilized by the high price of airline tickets and Thai food. And yet, there is still a playlist to be had.
This one goes out to everyone checking which gate their plane is departing from while holding a Malcolm Gladwell book in one hand and an over-sized water bottle in the other. It goes out to everyone driving into their home radio market and finding the rap station that plays the same four songs in the best way possible.
It goes out to reacquainting with an old friend at a neighborhood bar and exchanging numbers, not bothering to mention you’re only in town for the next two days.
I don’t have the .org version of wordpress anymore so I can’t install a spotify plugin, but luckily there is this cool site called http://www.Tumblr.com where you can get your gluttonous hands all this playlist.
My Thanksgiving plans as of Tuesday night at 10:54pm:
Skyfall, Lincoln, fix this blog, buy drain-o, buy groceries, pair all of my socks, sleep, free up space on my computer, tweet about Homeland, make a really good breakfast, solve the Middle East crisis.