It’s 7:07am and Megan is up! My guess is that she’s really digging her ipod Nano, since she had it surgically attached. She also equipped her bedroom with her PC speakers and subwoofer so she can crank the tunes while she flings clean clothes on and off in search of just the right look for any particular day. She’s got pretty diverse taste in music, but most mornings the monotonous thump of hip-hop bangs down the door. This morning’s first selection was “My Favorite Mistake,” by Lance Armstrong’s ex-chick. I wonder if he’s hers? Anyway, either the music we play has a real effect on how we feel or how we feel effects the music we play. In High Fidelity, Rob, played by John Cusak, ponders, “What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?” Will Megan’s day be different today based on hearing Sheryl Crow instead of Em? A telltale sign will be her bagel selection… Super-Cinnamon with butter or Plain with scallion-bacon cream cheese? We’ll see. At least this morning she’s up in time to get one.