Who Needs Sleep?
sometimes i wonder if i really have time for this blog. and then, after thinking about it, i have to conclude that - no, i don't have time. but i will continue to write in it on those special occassions when i choose to ignore my other responsibilities, or as a reward for finishing them (such as right now, past 1:30 after i finished studying spanish for who knows how long).
i just love it when people around here fix problems that don't exist. or at least that i didn't know existed. i'm always coming in (to our apartment) and finding a slip of paper that says things like, "problem fixed - air conditioner vent replaced," or "problem fixed - drain plug and filter," (as in, all your problems are solved because you now have some extra pieces of hardware sitting on the counter that you only wish you needed as bad as we wanted to give them to you...). and is it not weird to know that some smelly unshaven stranger with a tool belt can come into your home at random times when you're gone? i'm actually not paranoid, but i wonder if maybe i should be.
there was a good piano recital tonight. lots of spanish music. however, it couldn't compare with what i know is coming to town on saturday. we have a guest pianist performing rachmaninoff's 2nd piano concerto with the orchestra of the pines. if you come it will rock your socks off.
it's getting cold. in the 50's this evening. i LOVE it! it makes me want to run, which i haven't been doing. after the recital we got some chic-fil-a and ate outside. we shivered for most of the time. i also enjoyed myself tremendously because of you-know-who being there. she makes me a happy camper. i don't want you to think i'm becoming obsessive and making this blog a heather fan site (were those first 3 paragraphs sufficient to preclude such notions?). however, since i am a big fan, be prepared for her to become an important character in upcoming episodes in the life of quirky.
that's all i got. i'm beat. and i'm full of coffee, which is sure to help me sleep soundly... see y'all later!
i just love it when people around here fix problems that don't exist. or at least that i didn't know existed. i'm always coming in (to our apartment) and finding a slip of paper that says things like, "problem fixed - air conditioner vent replaced," or "problem fixed - drain plug and filter," (as in, all your problems are solved because you now have some extra pieces of hardware sitting on the counter that you only wish you needed as bad as we wanted to give them to you...). and is it not weird to know that some smelly unshaven stranger with a tool belt can come into your home at random times when you're gone? i'm actually not paranoid, but i wonder if maybe i should be.
there was a good piano recital tonight. lots of spanish music. however, it couldn't compare with what i know is coming to town on saturday. we have a guest pianist performing rachmaninoff's 2nd piano concerto with the orchestra of the pines. if you come it will rock your socks off.
it's getting cold. in the 50's this evening. i LOVE it! it makes me want to run, which i haven't been doing. after the recital we got some chic-fil-a and ate outside. we shivered for most of the time. i also enjoyed myself tremendously because of you-know-who being there. she makes me a happy camper. i don't want you to think i'm becoming obsessive and making this blog a heather fan site (were those first 3 paragraphs sufficient to preclude such notions?). however, since i am a big fan, be prepared for her to become an important character in upcoming episodes in the life of quirky.
that's all i got. i'm beat. and i'm full of coffee, which is sure to help me sleep soundly... see y'all later!
posted by quirky at 11:41 PM
2 Comments:
::chuckle:: Ay, and I find myself commenting randomly when it really would be better to study Scottish lit notes. Glad to hear that things are looking cheery!
hey, #47 pea. glad you stopped by. i need to do a better job of making my blog rounds. i'll try to swing past your place and see what you're up to. (what time your time did you make that comment?)
i love your words about amy, karen. sits down and becomes a giant. i listened to a recording last night and got all excited.
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