The shoulds and shouldnt's

I should really be going out to get the shopping done ,seeing as I have only an avocado left moulding quietly in my fridge. I should also be contemplating my future career, and revising for exams in which I have no convictions. I should be sorting out my nails that have this gunky chipped nail varnish on them, I should be thinking about making plans for the summer, so as not to cry everyday in an empty city during August. I should be thinking about that essay on TV politics that I should be writing, instead of which I have just spent three hours looking at Pearl Jam live sessions. I should really be saving money, but I know that I'll be at 9 AM bang on time to buy those ridiculously expensive shoes in the Sales tomorrow morning. I know that I shouldn't swear and say things like "Putain" ( fuck in French), batard ( bastard), or sale conne ( stupid bitch), and focus on reading the five novels that are gathering dust by my bed. In fact there are a fucking hell of a lot of things I should and shouldn't be doing ( like writing on my blog), but I really felt it necessary to post a bit of music, just so I actually feel like I am not entering a long term coma on my bed.

So here is my Tuesday afternoon special:

Warm heart of africa- feat Ezra Koenig:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/617580731a659c23/

Last one awake- Memory casette:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/6175828519c48d44/

I'am a Pilot- Fanfarlo
http://www.zshare.net/audio/617584229d84b518/

GPG belongs to us- AirFrance
http://www.zshare.net/audio/6175853865b93e02/

Caterpillar playground- Nurses
http://www.zshare.net/audio/61758622d77dd50f/

Fanfarlo- Year of the woman slug

I have one of these midweek headaches, where all I can hope for is a bit of piece and quiet.
It might have been last nights drinks, or accumulated stressed from having lately been over exposed to certain persons idiotic theories and concepts of life, that just make you want to flush your head down a toilet and only emerge from your bed in 2020.
It's one of those days where the only thing you can do apart from grow roots in your feet, is call a friend ( on speaker phone, holding the phone is to exhausting innit?) who has the magic power to half listen to your problems whilst filling out her tax papers.
Oh yeah I forgot posting music, that I can also do.

Fanfarlo- 5 brits, funfair music for virgins, a good dress sense,multiple instruments, and catchy melodies, what more could you ask for?

http://www.zshare.net/audio/6123672496cd4e1c/
http://www.zshare.net/audio/612372180ee6a476/