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Saturday, March 10, 2001
Disjointed thoughts for the day:
I will use Nair again on the day they come out with a formula that DOESN'T smell like ass. Why is it that my toaster toasts darker on 3 than on 5? There's something wrong with this picture. And now, for Words That Don't Sound Like What They Are: behoove. It would behoove me to get to work on my chem project. *sprouts little cloven feet and goes to research scandium* I believe the sun should never set upon an argument Friday, March 09, 2001
A little while ago a song was going around in my head that I used to play when I was first learning the clarinet. I don't remember what it was called, but it was a simple quarter note melody. I think its simplicity slowed down my mind, which was racing at the time. Peace and near-silence are good things.
I have so much less tolerance for noise than I used to. I used to be able to tune out anything, especially when I had my nose in a good book. In chem today, on the other hand, I was ready to throttle some people because they were whispering during class. I could hear them and it drove me crazy. I have to stop being so spastic. Other than that, classes all went pretty well today. It was weird. Things were good at the shelter today. My favorite cat isn't sick anymore, so it's all good. I was trying not to have favorites, because there's no way I can adopt any of them, but I can't help it, they're so sweet. That beagle, Casey, is still there too. I have a baaaaaaad headache right now because as soon as I got home I fell asleep on my floor against a pillow with my neck bent funny. Owww... And I'm still tired. Time for the weekend after my two-day week. :-) Morning smiles, like the face of a newborn child, innocent, unknowing Thursday, March 08, 2001
Wow. I had no idea this was going to travel. But since it has, I may as well compile the lines people have come up with:
Shall I compare thee to an albino twinkie? So, who's up for the next line of the sonnet? If you add to it, blogvoice me so I can see what happens next. :-)
First day back to school after our "March Break", as it's being called, was confusing, as expected. No one knew where they were going or what they were doing, and so many things had to be rescheduled that it looks like I won't be leaving the school from 7:30 am until 9 pm on Monday. It was difficult to concentrate after all that time off, especially since some teachers had their windows open just enough to allow an enticing little breeze to enter the room. It smelled of spring, which was strange considering there's still a couple feet of snow outside.
I spent my study taking measurements of the music library in the band room. The purpose of this was to prove to the band director that there is indeed room for another file cabinet in there, if we arrange the other furniture and stack the sound equipment properly. We are in desperate need of another file cabinet, as the marching band and jazz band music are overflowing the file cabinets that we already have. The school library recently got new furniture, and I've been eyeing an old file cabinet and table that are leftover from the old library furniture and are currently just sitting in the lobby. So, after my long and involved measurements, I told the band director that we should be able to fit another file cabinet in there. He said, "Oh, I've already asked them if we can have the one in the lobby." He WHAT? When I asked him about it last week he seemed dubious about realistically putting in another file cabinet. And I'd spent 45 minutes trying to measure that room. Still, I was too thrilled to be particularly irritated, and I took the opportunity to put in my request for the table as well. At lunch I went to Karyl, the jazz band librarian, and said, "GUESS WHAT!! We're getting a new file cabinet!!" She was as excited as I was. Yeah, band geeks to the maximus, and proud of it too. :-) And yeah, that was the most interesting thing that happened to me today. No, wait, it wasn't. I also got in touch with someone I haven't talked to for ages, and it was really nice to hear from her. It reminded me of how nice it is to have supportive adults to talk to. (As you may have guessed, I'm not really close to my parents. They're nice and all, but I can't bring myself to talk to them about anything really serious, usually.) So that was my day. Oh, they told you life is hard Wednesday, March 07, 2001
Things are weird. Quite weird. My parents bought a small business today. This is not a common occurance. I'm a little freaked out. They've been planning to buy it for a while, but it was one of those bizarre things where it seemed like it would never actually happen. And now it has.
At this point you've probably gotten the impression that we're rich or something, so let me clear that up. We're not. We're reasonably well off, but this is a hell of a lot of money to spend all of a sudden. Meep. I'm sure my folks know what they're doing, but I've always been very thrifty with my money, so this seems kind of incomprehensible. Anyway, it means that the next few months are going to be very interesting, and not a little frantic, as they get adjusted to the workings of the business. My head is still spinning... If there's a way that you could be everything you want to be
I just saw some robins on the front lawn. Or rather, in the front yard, as the lawn is buried under two feet of snow. They look confused, poor things. That was when it occurred to me to fill the birdfeeders. Naturally the robins wouldn't eat the sunflower seed, but the forlorn-looking chickadees would.
Q: What is pink and lumpy and found in birdfeeders? There was a quandary this year, as every year, about what to do with the fruitcakes that people persist in making and giving to us despite the fact that NO ONE likes fruitcake. My father came up with the brilliant idea of feeding it to the birds. I was concerned that it would kill them. Nevertheless, he did. However, instead of sprinkling it on the lawn as I expected him to, he put it in the trays of the nice new birdfeeders we had out there. I found this out today while running the feeders under hot water to melt the ice. It looked like something had died in there. Apparently the birds had the good sense to not touch the stuff. But boy did it make a nasty mess... Looks like we're going to have to come up with another plan for the fruitcake next year...
For the third day in a row, school is cancelled. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but this is WEIRD. Our superintendent is one of those people who prides himself on the fact that we have school on days when every other freakin' school in the state is closed. Now we've already had two days off from school, the storm is over, and the roads look reasonably good. Is he ill? Did the school cave in or something? I'm a little creeped out. Oh well, at least I get to stay home again. It looks like I'm being given another chance to get my act together and do some work. Today I'm really going to take advantage of it. Now the only question is when all these rehearsals that we've been missing are going to be rescheduled. There's a big performance for band, chorus, ensemble, and several solos/duets coming up on Tuesday. On Monday after school I was supposed to practice my duet with Charleen, on Tuesday was the rehearsal for the entire concert, and today we should have had our last Ensemble rehearsal. It's a lot of rescheduling to fit into a few days. Oh well.
Is the weather dreary where you are? Turn on the sun with your own Scandium Sun Lamp. Call now, supplies are limited. So I know it's all right Tuesday, March 06, 2001
haha!! I will have Ian's head on a stick tomorrow, because he got me all nervous about the chem project. he LIED!! it's happily due on monday. it's hard to be mad at him though, since it turned out all right. I am suddenly in a MUCH better mood. *rejoices*
Tea for the tillerman, steak for the sun
guh. i just had the joy of finding out that the chem project that was supposed to be due monday is now going to be due friday because of the snow days. why? it's long and complicated and has to do with the bizarre schedule that the school uses. so now i'm trying to prepare an advertising campaign for scandium because i know there will be no time for it later this week. stupid chem teacher... *spazzes*
other than that...i was having a pretty good day until i found that out. it actually snowed today. horizontally, most of the time. all i have to say is that you haven't lived until you've gone outside in the snow with bare feet. even if it was only for thirty seconds. the weather this afternoon and the music i was listening to just made me want to dance. which i did. in my living room. 'twas fun. right now, though, i'm just tired. i've started to realize that being lazy is tiring, and doing things is invigorating. and i've spent too much of the last two days being lazy. perhaps i'll stay up late finishing this project tonight. being sleep-deprived seems to make me more alert, for some reason. then again, that somehow doesn't sound like a healthy way of getting myself to work... :-) Monday, March 05, 2001
Well, I'm still hoping for another snow day tomorrow, but it looks like I won't be hearing till the morning. Drat it all. I feel like I've completely wasted the day. I do that way too much lately. The self-discipline that I used to have is gone, and has been for a while. I put in the absolute minumum effort to get acceptable grades. I wish I could regain that discipline, because I think it would have a positive effect on everything else in my life as well. And it would probably help me feel more in control and more energetic about life in general. And I think that could prevent me from slipping into another depression like before Christmas. Now if only I knew how to go about convincing myself to get a grip and get organized and work...
Anyway, good luck to Mollie, who's now finishing the assignment from hell, with more self-discipline than most people could ever muster. :-) That's just the way it is
So much for the Blizzard of '78. We've had nothing but RAIN all day, despite the fact that we had a snow day. Not that I'm complaining about the snow day, but I would for once like some snow. Grr. I hate living on the South Shore. *pouts*
Back to all the crap I should have been doing all day but haven't because I didn't feel like it.
Some parts of human interaction are both bizarre and fascinating. Like yesterday, as we were driving home from leadership weekend, we saw some hot guys in a nearby car on the highway. We waved at them, they saw us and waved back. For some reason our car was well ahead of theirs, and we kept an eye on them though they had dropped back a ways. Then, they moved up and passed us, resulting in more waving and laughing. We couldn't catch up to them again until we hit the toll plaza, where we passed them again. They were watching for us. Then came a fork in the highway, where they went one way and we went another. We parted with another wave. Steph yelled, "It's been real!", though it hadn't, although in a strange way it had been real. We had interacted without words, without knowning each other. Why? Because they were guys, and we were girls, and it was just the thing to do. It's a strange culture...
And it's official. My sources tell me that school will indeed be cancelled tomorrow. My congratuations to Ms. Holt's Weather Geek, whoever he is, for making the correct prediction. He sure knows what he's talking about! It looks like some skiing is in order, just as soon as I can get this knee to bend again. G'night (for real, this time).
Sunday, March 04, 2001
YAY!! On the news they just compared this storm to the Blizzard of '78. And they've declared a snow emergency in Boston, and the snow hasn't even started falling yet. Chances of a snow day are looking good. Maybe we'll get snowed in! Maybe I'll get to do some cross-country skiing! :-) *dances*
Sleep now. *hobbles upstairs* Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
well, it was a good weekend.
so, i ended up communing with the earth in a different way than normal-- by throwing myself at it. i'm currently typing with one hand, because my left wrist is killing me. i must have fallen on it or twisted it yesterday, but it didn't start hurting until today. i haven't been downhill skiing for so long. i'd forgotten how much i suck. but with paul's coaching, i learned to suck less. :-) my knee has also turned some interesting colors since hitting it yesterday. anywho... as it turns out, only people i like ended up going to leadership weekend, so it was fun. my inability to interact with people always bothers me though. i love the other band leadership dearly, at least the people who went on the trip, but they're not my closest friends, and for some reason i always kinda feel left out when hanging around with them. one-on-one i'm okay, but in a group i'm an outsider. damn my lack of social skills. part of the problem is that i'm too introspective, too concerned with my behavior and how it appears to others. for some reason i take to heart what people say about/to me, and i'm constantly aware of my own excesses, whether it be my extremes of temper, or acting out too much, or keeping to myself too much, or whatever. somehow i never seem to find a happy medium. this weekend i noticed that i was being too outgoing and basically acting like an attentions parasite. at another time i realized i sounded whiney. in my mind when i see my behavior i always end up comparing myself to the people i dislike the most. it only leads to a constant dissatisfation with myself. anyway, back to the weekend...the mountain was really beautiful. we took the lift to the top of the hill, and we could see practically the entire mountain range. i would probably have enjoyed the view more if i hadn't been so apprehensive about the very steep slope right in front of me. :-) it snowed lightly all day, though the sun was out at times. we never get that kind of snow here. it just added a nice effect to the day. when it got dark and we were tubing, it was snowing really lightly and you could barely see the flakes in the air. they didn't look white, they just glittered. it was fascinating when they caught my eye-- it was snowing lightly enough that you didn't see a lot of them all at once, so the effect wasn't gaudy. it was beautiful. and when we drove away from the mountain, the lights shining on the slopes were really beautiful as well, in a way that i can't quite describe. what a night. and the best of it was going back to Gigi's parents' house and changing into dry clothes and just sitting in front of the woodstove, appreciating its light and warmth. i have a strong appreciation for fire because of its dual nature, which i identify with. it can be good because of its heat and light, but uncontrolled it can be dangerous and hurtful. i like to think about my temper like that-- uncontrolled, it only causes trouble, but in control it just leads to strong loyalty, passion, and commitment. anyway, the woodstove was really nice, and Gigi made a great dinner, after which we stayed up and talked for half the night. in the morning we just talked a lot more before we headed home. it was a great weekend, and i think for most of it i managed to keep the Rhythm with me. i hope i can keep that up this week. it makes everything so much easier, because it seems like it all fits together. hey, i might not know the meaning of life, but for the most part, i'm content. we'll see how long that lasts... it looks like we're going to get a snowstorm...here's hoping for a snow day tomorrow. :-) Young girl ain't got no chances |
