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Up at 8:30? At the store by 9:30 and making stew by 10:30? Well, I couldn't get back to sleep when Brent woke me up, and he insisted on going to the store himself and I really had to anyway, so I went with him.
Now I have stew. Brittany even had some for breakfast when she woke up after I made it.
I almost missed my PT appointment like an idiot again, but when I picked up my phone from where it fell out of my pocket on Brent's futon as we watched SG1, it had "PT APPOINTMENT" blinking on it. So I called and they had another opening late enough for me to make it into town on time, which I took. My ankle and wallet both thank me.
I'm supposed to write a paper about Ellington and trains by Tuesday. I am too lazy to check when my Methodology assignment is due, so I'm assuming it's Monday, which means I have to analyze the Balinese gender piece I picked and compose a twin to it. I'd like to finish my orchestration of Archive, which is being terribly recalcitrant (or maybe it's just that I haven't really written much chamber-orchestral music and I need arranging practice). I should memorize Inta Omri before Monday, too, so Amir knows I know what I'm doing. Also, isn't there something due for Renaissance Notation? Oh yeah, I have to transcribe that puzzle piece with 4 different time signatures.
In order to avoid doing any of these things, I've been working halfheartedly on covering my mandolin case, and less halfheartedly watching "the First Major Motion Picture Made for the Internet Only On Youtube", which, hey, has Quinto in it, and turns out to be really quite good. It's called Girl Walks Into A Bar, and it passes the Bechdel test. In the right lane. At like 200mph. Try it, it's fun.
Also I ate two BLT chicken wraps because they're just so good.
Now I have stew. Brittany even had some for breakfast when she woke up after I made it.
I almost missed my PT appointment like an idiot again, but when I picked up my phone from where it fell out of my pocket on Brent's futon as we watched SG1, it had "PT APPOINTMENT" blinking on it. So I called and they had another opening late enough for me to make it into town on time, which I took. My ankle and wallet both thank me.
I'm supposed to write a paper about Ellington and trains by Tuesday. I am too lazy to check when my Methodology assignment is due, so I'm assuming it's Monday, which means I have to analyze the Balinese gender piece I picked and compose a twin to it. I'd like to finish my orchestration of Archive, which is being terribly recalcitrant (or maybe it's just that I haven't really written much chamber-orchestral music and I need arranging practice). I should memorize Inta Omri before Monday, too, so Amir knows I know what I'm doing. Also, isn't there something due for Renaissance Notation? Oh yeah, I have to transcribe that puzzle piece with 4 different time signatures.
In order to avoid doing any of these things, I've been working halfheartedly on covering my mandolin case, and less halfheartedly watching "the First Major Motion Picture Made for the Internet Only On Youtube", which, hey, has Quinto in it, and turns out to be really quite good. It's called Girl Walks Into A Bar, and it passes the Bechdel test. In the right lane. At like 200mph. Try it, it's fun.
Also I ate two BLT chicken wraps because they're just so good.