Which came first?

"..."have you got any soul?" a woman asks the next afternoon. That depends, i feel like saying; some days yes, some days no. A few days ago, i was right out; now i've got loads, too much, more than i can handle. I wish i could spread it a bit more evenly, i want to tell her, get a better balance, but i can't seem to get it sorted. i can see she wouldn't be interested in my internal stock control problems though, so i simply point to where i keep the soul i have, right by the exit, just next to the blues." (Nick Hornby, High Fidelity)

I've had a few blogs before. Starting with OpenDiary when I was a silly 14 year old girl who wrote bad poetry and thought I was much cooler than I was. I moved on to another site whose name I can't even remember, and eventually made it to Livejoural. I use Livejournal still because I have friends with whom communicating is not easy in other forms and dated entries that go out to multiple people at the same time seemed to be the way to go. I have even moved on to blogspot once before with high hopes of becoming one of the amazingly funny blogs that I read daily. Alack and alas, finishing college, graduating, working a summer at a gas station, seeing the boy and moving to Kentucky weren't exactly the best circumstances to write daily witticisms. Such is life.
I do have something to share, that may best describe my relation to technology.

This song is by Neil Gaiman and sung by Amanda Palmer and makes me laugh every single time I even think of it. If you're in a spot where listening to a video that sounds a little more risque than it is, the lyrics are as follows, courtesy of Neil Gaiman himself:

I Google you
late at night when I don’t know what to do
I find photos
you’ve forgotten
you were in
put up by your friends

I Google you
when the day is done and everything is through
I read your journal
that you kept
that month in France
I’ve watched you dance

And I’m pleased your name is practically unique
it’s only you and
a would-be PhD in Chesapeake
who writes papers on
the structure of the sun
I’ve read each one

I know that I
should let you fade
but there’s that box
and there’s your name
somehow it never makes the pain
grow less or fade or disappear
I think that I should save my soul and
I should crawl back in my hole
But it’s too easy just to fold
and type your name again
I fear
I google you
Whenever I’m alone and feeling blue
And each scrap of information
That I gather
says you’ve got somebody new
And it really shouldn’t matter
ought to blow up my computer
but instead….
I google you

And thus. I have quite a bit to say on the importance of the subject of this song in the lives of generation x or whatever we are being called nowadays, but I'll save it for a day when I've run low. That sentence had an astonishing number of prepositional phrases.