Events
these are the events of my monday.
first - music history. i like this class far less than i liked intro last semester. there's nothing wrong with the professor per se, he just isn't very interesting. probably has something to do with the fact that this is his first semester (at least at sfa) and he isn't used to it yet. oh well. i probably ought to study too. wouldn't that be something.
then i went to spanish lab polished up my skilz for a quiz in class. then i went to class. and took the quiz. and aced it. then we watched a movie about going on a trip with the spanish class next summer and getting 6 hours of credit and spending thousands of dollars.
at some point after entering the liberal arts building i was experiencing a flat tire. actually, my bicycle outside was experiencing it. when i came back out to ride to my next class, then it was my turn to experience it. so i walked to piano pedagogy. this class is going to have mostly easy requirements, but there are tons of those and they involve things like planning and organization and other words for which i might need the definition.
then i had lunch, which today was a dang quesa-dilluh with chicken. i've had worse. the worst stomach cramps come from two grease burgers on the same day. these weren't that bad.
after that fabulous meal i headed "home" where i wasted a little bit of my life in front of the computer before heading back out in the heat with my bicycle pump. i filled the back tire and rode as fast as i could to the music building before it went flat. practiced for about 2 1/2 hours. it was very exciting. so exciting in fact, that i almost decided to stay until 5:30, but thought better of it and left at 5:15.
after engaging my bicycle pump in a second vigorous inflation exercise i zoomed back toward my dorm. half-way back to my dorm, to be precise. then i hopped off and walked my crippled vehicle the rest of the way back. then i found out just how heavy even an aluminum frame can feel when you carry it over your head up 8 flights of stairs.
more minutes of my life succeeded in going down the pc drain before it was time for dinner. am i seeing a pattern here? for dinner i had a baked potato (delish), with cheese and ham and bell peppers and onions and jalapenos and ranch. i also met one new person (sarah) and a million people that i already know. table dynamics of large groups of people are interesting. from my perspective in the middle i could eavesdrop/participate in all of them. the side of the table that was 100% pure musician (even though nick isn't a major, he's still a musician) talked about... you guessed it... music. the entire time. the other side, which has two non-musicians talked about everything from mentioning their bible study, to "what are you doing tonight?" to my tan is fading. by the way, i'm not implying that talking about music is boring. in fact, there are quite a number of diverse topics that may be covered in a discussion about music. i just lost interest in this paragraph.
now i'm back. supposedly about to study. first i will play the guitar. then the saw. then study. lata!
first - music history. i like this class far less than i liked intro last semester. there's nothing wrong with the professor per se, he just isn't very interesting. probably has something to do with the fact that this is his first semester (at least at sfa) and he isn't used to it yet. oh well. i probably ought to study too. wouldn't that be something.
then i went to spanish lab polished up my skilz for a quiz in class. then i went to class. and took the quiz. and aced it. then we watched a movie about going on a trip with the spanish class next summer and getting 6 hours of credit and spending thousands of dollars.
at some point after entering the liberal arts building i was experiencing a flat tire. actually, my bicycle outside was experiencing it. when i came back out to ride to my next class, then it was my turn to experience it. so i walked to piano pedagogy. this class is going to have mostly easy requirements, but there are tons of those and they involve things like planning and organization and other words for which i might need the definition.
then i had lunch, which today was a dang quesa-dilluh with chicken. i've had worse. the worst stomach cramps come from two grease burgers on the same day. these weren't that bad.
after that fabulous meal i headed "home" where i wasted a little bit of my life in front of the computer before heading back out in the heat with my bicycle pump. i filled the back tire and rode as fast as i could to the music building before it went flat. practiced for about 2 1/2 hours. it was very exciting. so exciting in fact, that i almost decided to stay until 5:30, but thought better of it and left at 5:15.
after engaging my bicycle pump in a second vigorous inflation exercise i zoomed back toward my dorm. half-way back to my dorm, to be precise. then i hopped off and walked my crippled vehicle the rest of the way back. then i found out just how heavy even an aluminum frame can feel when you carry it over your head up 8 flights of stairs.
more minutes of my life succeeded in going down the pc drain before it was time for dinner. am i seeing a pattern here? for dinner i had a baked potato (delish), with cheese and ham and bell peppers and onions and jalapenos and ranch. i also met one new person (sarah) and a million people that i already know. table dynamics of large groups of people are interesting. from my perspective in the middle i could eavesdrop/participate in all of them. the side of the table that was 100% pure musician (even though nick isn't a major, he's still a musician) talked about... you guessed it... music. the entire time. the other side, which has two non-musicians talked about everything from mentioning their bible study, to "what are you doing tonight?" to my tan is fading. by the way, i'm not implying that talking about music is boring. in fact, there are quite a number of diverse topics that may be covered in a discussion about music. i just lost interest in this paragraph.
now i'm back. supposedly about to study. first i will play the guitar. then the saw. then study. lata!
posted by quirky at 4:57 PM
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only you can make an average day entertaining, Jordie.
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