I Phone coming!!!

Confession: I have yet to own an Ipod.  They started coming out in highschool (more than 8 years ago), but I figured it was just a phase for those wicked people who stole music off the internet.  The mere ownership of one suggested support of copyright infringement!  As they became more common, I figured my $15 CD player, and amenities included car stereo was just as good as a $300 i-pod which would be limited by the music I own.

That last cognitive conviction stuck for relatively 8 years.

My best friend gave me her old computer when I came home from an LDS mission in 2008.  It had over 5,000 songs on it--some legitimately purchased, others downloaded from questionable sites, others "shared" from friend's computers.  I figured that so long as I am not the one who took the music in the first place, then I can't be to blame for owning it when someone else would have thrown it away.

I used her folders, her organization, her huge conglomoration of music that is slightly off-skelter with my choices for the last three years.  I finally bought my own first laptop in November 2010.  25 years old and finally have a PC just for me!  With this new sense of empowerment given by a personal piece of electronics, I decided it was time for me to organize all the music in my posession and USE it in the fashion directed by the new millenium. 

Step One: Review all songs on laptop and delete songs I don't like.  "Songs I don't like" is a generous way of saying "songs with profanity, songs referring to violence, sexual violence, or general disrespect of people." 

Step Two: Upload CD collection onto computer.

Step Three: Organize all of the above into folders.  "Dance music," "Feelin' lovey," "Drive to the Beach," etc.  We all have them, and they are all cheesy.

Well, I've been on Step One for two months now, have deleted roughly 400 songs, and am still in the early "F"s of the alphabet.  The Iphone I have been hoping for since Christmas is coming tomorrow, and I won't be able to use it as an Ipod for another 20 letters, or probably another 4,000 songs. 

I really don't know how people feel like this is worth it.  Or maybe I'm just not benefiting from the obsessive commitment of focusing on it in my teenage years.