snippets

I slept until after 11 this morning. Good thing mom and dad didn't come to parent's weekend. I've pretty much wasted half the day.

I heard a baby crying last night. Actually got up and tried to find it. Alyssa couldn't hear it. Am I going crazy?

I discovered that I'm pretty good at writing step-by step instructins for things (computer things, like how to color code emails if you have multiple email addressed routed into your Outlook), with screenshots and everything.

I have buckets of practicing to do, but I'm so sore. I must be tensing up in my sleep. Need to start exercising.

I might sing in seminar next week.

I wore my magic rainbow tyedye pants for Outfly. They're pretty amazing.

Look for pictures of the dorm room soon: I'm cleaning and doing laundry today.

I love church music. I have two books out of the library right now about it, and I' m hoping, once I get some of my conducting homework done, that I'll get a chance to at least start one of them. Hey, if I've already taken all the classes in it, I might as well get to read up on it in my "free" time.

I dropped music history until next year. If you're in my class, that explains why I was in the FAC, walking through the hallway outside the class, during the class, while everyone was sitting out there during break. (It was a highly awkward moment.)

Lunch today is President's Tailgate on the campus mall. I guess it's good that it's going to be hot. But I don't have fambly here, I don't like what they're serving, and I want fall, dernit. But I'm going to lunch with Alyssa, so I guess it's kind of like fambly.

Hmm. What else. Oh, look for the opening of my suite's webpage later this weekend, too. It's attached to this blog, but won't be linked to it. Although I will give y'all the link. Hey, if I'm writing about knitting, does that make this a knitting blog? 'Cause I've wanted to be one of those for awhile.  It's a special sort of blog status. Above just paltry numbers of who reads this (I'm up to 5, right?), being a knitting blog is like being a missionary church in Africa. Doesn't matter if you're not drawing the numbers that the silly American mega-churches are. You're a missionary church in Africa. You've got a higher calling.

Speaking of knitting, the Blanket is under way again. Last night I finished row 153. Of 481. Hmm. Ah well, maybe it won't be done by her birthday (November). January is cold, right?

Speaking of speaking of knitting. I was talking to my voice professor yesterday and Margie came in and asked her a question. When they were done, I turned to Margie and said, “Gehst du zu mittagsessen?” To which she replied something like, “Ich gehe zu die Chapel zu üben mit Kartika.” At which point, my voice professor says, “Wer ist Kartika?” And Margie replied (she recovered faster than I did) something like, “Kartika ist Orgelspielerin…” I asked why they were practicing (‘cause I was about to go practice), when they would be done, if Margie wanted to go to lunch after that, and so on. And it was all in German. Oh, and we discussed the blanket, although I couldn’t think of the word for blanket and had a bit of a moment where I forgot to conjugate (Ich stricken just isn't right) and paused to think and Margie and my voice professor both tried to help me conjugate sprechen. If I had known that it would turn into a long discussion in German, I probably wouldn’t have started it in front of my voice professor, but it turns out that it was all okay, because she knows everything!

Alright, I really ought to get dressed (in warm weather clothes: ick!) and get ready for lunch.

Your thought for the day, courtesy of voice seminar yesterday: Tension is when you don't allow energy to move.

Until the next,