This happened like five seconds ago.

So I'm sitting in my room, chilling, listening to The Mountain Goats and looking at t**** and stuff, and so suddenly, I hear something vaguely through my thick dorm room walls. Coming from behind me, who am sitting facing my computer which is at the wall... fuck it I'll draw it.

Okay see so I was hearing this particular set of guitar notes being played in a fashion I am familiar. And it went on for a while, as in maybe five more seconds. And I knew what it was.

I burst out of my door into the hallway, and slid into the room adjacent mine, on the left at least. My neighbor Ethan was there sitting with his guitar, strumming his guitar in that familiar pattern, stopping to look up at the apparition at the door.

"Is that... is that a Bright Eyes song you're playing??" I asked, anxiously.

"Yeah, it is!" he said. "I didn't know you liked Bright Eyes..."

"Oh, I do," I replied.

"Dude, 'Something Vague' is my favorite Bright Eyes song!"

"No! Me too!"

"Really, it's your favorite?" he inquired

"Yes—well, maybe also 'Bowl of Oranges.'"

"Get out, no way. You like The Mountain Goats too, right?"

"Yes."

"How many songs, or albums, of theirs do you have?"

"Uh... at least over 500...."

"Sweet! We need to share this stuff. Like, soon."

[...]

Etc.

Music is nice. I need to get a guitar soon (and also not suck).