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You are ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? Though you may
not have peed your pants, you sure as hell feel
like you are going to sometimes. Are you a
pussy? Yeah, that's what I thought.

Which old school Nickelodeon show are you?
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I loved this show. Even though the credits were effing creepy.

Only one more P&P performance . . . Then I can wear colors again!

I made so many music history flashcards today. Five musical influences of Poulenc, anyone?

Current Mood: content
Current Music: American Beauty soundtrack

You're Mead!

What Type of Alcoholic Beverage Are You?
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Sure. Whatever.

I went to the Ash Wednesday service, so my forehead is all smudgy.

No Music History tomorrow! *does happy dance*

Must . . . do . . . history . . . research . . . and . . . sew . . . curtains . . .

Random music theory musings:

I have decided to declare myself officially bilingual. I'm sitting here partwriting, and I thought: "It's really cool that these little black marks mean something to me. To a lot of people, they're just little black marks." Then I thought: "Hey, it's like reading in another language. Like cyrillic." Thus, I am now officially bilingual. I read and write music fluently. *nods decisively*

From "Project 1: Keyboard Orientation" in our textbook:
"The physical dexterity required in this study is minimal, since the piano is relatively simple to operate in a functional role." Translation: spastics and morons are S.O.L.

Who cares about diminished ii chords, anyway?

For some reason, I cannot write note stems straight to save my life. My barlines are reasonably vertical; my note heads are perfect ovals; my stems stagger like they're on a three-day bender.

I 6/4 chords are disgusting and wrong.

Current Mood: musical again, damnit!
Current Music: Maybe Katie--Barenaked Ladies

My inner child is ten years old!

The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
don't understand.

How Old is Your Inner Child?
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I am surprisingly mature.

Current Mood: weary
Current Music: Kingfish--Randy Newman

You're Catch-22!

by Joseph Heller

Incredibly witty and funny, you have a taste for irony in all that you
see. It seems that life has put you in perpetually untenable situations, and your sense
of humor is all that gets you through them. These experiences have also made you an
ardent pacifist, though you present your message with tongue sewn into cheek. You
could coin a phrase that replaces the word "paradox" for millions of
people.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

This is true enough to be somewhat eerie.

I did my music theory homework IMMEDIATELY after class. I went to the listening library, obtained music history listening, and started partwriting. I am SAD. SAD SAD SAD. But I love it. I'm pretty sure I'm going to take 327 next year, which the catalog describes as "Romantic, Post-Romantic and Twentieth-Century Music Theory." SAD SAD SAD.

HOW CAN LJ NOT HAVE A "MUSICAL" MOOD ICON!? Limecat is not pleased.

*zaps each of you, individually*

Current Mood: musical
Current Music: D'yer Mak'er--The Sirens of Swank

A brand-shiny-new icon, animation again courtesy of the lovely

alientheater. W00t.
I should be asleep. Or writing the outline for my history paper. Whatever.

This is sad:

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What is Your Destiny? by Valcion

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This is funny:

The Count's Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

It started with a simple affection for counting and
the terror it induced in others, didn't it?
But now it's turned into a full-blown life-
consuming chaotic nightmare of order,
repetition, zealousness, and perfectionism.
You used to be so grand, but now you find
yourself obsessively worrying over the littlest
things--like, maybe if you don't check the
light switch at least once every two minutes,
the electricity will go out (and damnit, you're
a vampire--that shouldn't be a problem!), or
maybe if you don't wash your hands until your
seams are coming out, you'll get some fatal
disease. Get yourself some treatment.

Which Sesame Street Muppet's Dark Secret Are You?
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This is funnier:

Current Mood: My neck hurts for some reason
Current Music: The Defector--Luke Doucet

Presenting . . . *drumroll*
The debut of my new icon! Animated by the lovely Miss Meghan, AKA

alientheater. Thanks, Meghan! (I liked your addition, but it was giving me a seizure. I'll use it when the animation itself stops making me seasick.)
More will follow in the days to come . . .

(By the way, this is a great song. I want the album. But, of course, I bought a new Randy Newman one the other day instead. *shrugs*)

Current Mood: happy with my new icon!
Current Music: Say Baby--Davíd Garza

I had my first voice lesson today. Robyn is very nice. Really serious musician scare me, though. I feel like they can see that I'm only pretending to be good at anything.
Is it sad that I find music theory really, really fun? I just like the way things fit together. And I like knowing the right answer a lot.
I must make photocopies tonight! Must!

Current Mood: good
Current Music: Wasted and Ready--Ben Kweller

< Damn . .I'm two-for-two on the online quiz dealies here.

Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Don't Know Why--Norah Jones

I am Nothing!

Which Enemy of the Christian Church Are You?

Take More of Robert & Tim's Quizzes
Watch Robert & Tim's Cartoons

Um, sure . . .

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Alice Childress--Ben Folds (in my head)

Well.
Here I sit, in the freeeeeeeezing basement. Typing away. Talking to Emily online, which makes me want to be at school. At least Walla Walla doesn't have two feet of snow on the ground. Two feet! It can stop now. My icon makes me angry and bitter just looking at it.
My little brother is being an ass. But he is, after all, fourteen. I think it's in the bylaws.
I thought I should update and stuff, but I don't really have anything to say.
Rachel is leaving. Sadness.
Ack. I give up!

Current Mood: bored
Current Music: Stay--Lisa Loeb (in my head)

I am DONE.
w00t muthafuckas.
It simply needed to be said.

Current Mood: oh yeah
Current Music: What Would Brian Boytano Do?--Use his magical fire breath!

Muuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.

I stand at eight-and-three-quarters pages. Pretty impressive, considering I started writing it Friday. On the other hand, I need to write at least eleven more pages to even pass the class.

I am not even half done, yet I feel like I've been hit with a brick.

I just want to go to sleep, and it's only eight-forty-fucking-one o'clock.

I bet I could write at least three more pages tonight, if I worked really hard.

Please kill me.

Current Mood: stressed
Current Music: Sex Laws--Beck

Arrrgh.
I have gotten to the point where even thinking about writing my Methodologies paper makes me stressed. I haven't finished another that I need to write, but I still need to get my ass moving on Mr. Cranmer et. al. Sheeee-it.
I had my piano jury today. I played ". . . poorly." Well, maybe not poorly, but I didn't think it went particularly well. *shrugs* I'll go talk to Jackie sometime next week. I won't have the energy or the time to deal with it until Wednesday, at least.
Back to the ancient Greeks.

Current Mood: overworked/underpaid
Current Music: (Appropriately) "The Piano" soundtrack

I am in love.

He speaks Latin, he's rich, and he writes the most gorgeous poetry.

Only problem: he's been dead for two thousand years. That, and he's in love with a whore. But anyway.

It's so lovely in English; just imagine what it's like in Latin . . .
( Propertius 2.29b )

I am so TIRED. I can't fall asleep until three, and then I have to get up at nine. It sucks so much. And if I go to bed early, I just lie there. Argh.

This is a wonderful song. Until Friday, I hadn't listened to this CD in years. I wonder why.

Off to do battle with the librarians over an imaginary fine.

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Stay By Me--Annie Lennox

Home I go . . .
After my presentation, that is.
Have a happy Thanksgiving!

Current Mood: rushed
Current Music: Upside Down--Barenaked Ladies

Off to Portland, beeotches! (How on earth do you spell that?)
Fun with Simon and Garfunkel, Will's mom, and the Woo awaits . . .

Current Mood: excited
Current Music: The "Run Lola Run" Soundtrack

That "productive" lemon is so cute. And so very French. I'm not exactly sure what's productive about being French, but perhaps I just lack some necessary cultural connection. Or maybe whoever made the lemonheads is on crack. Whichever.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Do You Sleep?--Lisa Loeb and Nine Stories

A question for all seniors and anyone looking to transfer: want me to recommend you to the Whitman admissions office? They give us this handy little form.
I am gorgeous today in my tan chinos, grey turtleneck, and black vest. Yay for neutral colors. Oh yes. (Just had a Missy channeling moment!)
Gotta go practice!

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Glycerine--Bush

Take heart, guys; the Jews understand:
Deuteronomy 26.11-12:
If two men get into a fight with each other, and the wife of one comes up to save her husband from his antagonist and puts out her hand and seizes him by his genitals, you shall cut off her hand; show no pity.

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Blue Umbrella--John Prine

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Thank God it's you--your timing is impeccable
And over at the bar, with a bottle of scotch, are those who would rather just watch
I know the way a piano should sound
Why weep or slumber, America?
An arranged marriage is not so good
It's a strangely quiet Parkdale morning. Maybe everybody else is dead.
Listen to the banjo wind
DJs won't spin your jam unless you say baby baby baby baby baby
Dude looks like a lady
Jellyhead, you've really blown it
A boring life in a boring town
And this bird you cannot change
I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home
His wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame
With every one whisper: "I love you"
La-la-la-la life goes on
My car's open but the ride ain't free
Sugar into cocaine
They said: "Gotta send this boy off to Palo Alto--he could be one of the best."
Sisters are doing it for themselves

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