Playlist Bliss.

It has recently come to my attention that I have a lot of playlists. That in itself is totally normal, right? Hold your horses. I happen to have playlists for just about every conceivable occasion. If it's likely to be one of my life's daily occurrences, I have a corresponding playlist to accompany it. You still might be thinking, well that's not so weird, Pamela. Why are you such an exaggerator? Be quiet and let me finish, will you. The weirdness isn't in how many playlists I have, but the fact that I have one for everything. Yes. Everything.

See my abridged list of playlists below:

• Waking up
• Work
• Shitty day at work
• Dancing in my panties
• Yoga
• Cooking
• Painting
• I'm feeling epic
• It's raining outside
• Taking a shower
• Roadtrip!
• Working out
• I have to pee
• Having drinks!

(which is sometimes but not always followed by:)

• Making out!

(which is also sometimes but not always followed by:)

• More than making out

There's also...

• Holiday playlists
• Playlists by genre
• You've pissed me off and I hate you
• I miss you terribly
• I'm at the beach!
• Secret playlist of music I would die if anyone knew that I listened to

Evidence:

I could keep going, but you get the picture. I love music. It makes me happy. And adding it to all of my life's silly moments makes them feel almost magical. What would be weird for me would be walking around, all zombie like in a silent little world with no playlists to speak of. Like a movie with no sound track. I'm not interested in that.