Well, this is pathetic.

I was listening to NWA's "Straight Outta Compton," right?

Then, the phone rang. I answer and immediately become engrossed in a great conversation with a good friend of mine. We talk for about 40 minutes, after which time, I look at my iTunes playlist and see this:

Natalie Imbruglia and Natasha Bedingfield, back to back... In MY playlist. That's what I get for a) downloading songs for my wife and b) not paying attention as it plays straight through good stuff and into... That.

But you know what? I'll admit it... I have a soft spot for twing pop. I'm a total pop queen here. So I didn't even skip past Torn and Unwritten. Make fun if you want... I feel the rain on my skin. No one else can feel it for me.

Oh, and also, I accepted an offer from Gotham / Penguin Books for MI2 (Still Mentally Incontinent) today. So, there's that.

Yes, no shit.