Why did no one tell me of this?! And by no one, I mean my Austen-reading friends. Many thanks to agentelrond for bringing this to my attention.

And now I have passed it on.

When my brother is not home, I use his room as my studio. I can leave my cello there, my stand and chair set up, my tuner on the floor, my music strew across his bed ( Read more... )

Mom and I went shopping today, in preparation for my internship. It was quite successful, if I do say so myself, though I still have a few articles to pick up. Like a new pair of heels. Because I don't have enough shoes yet. ;) Also, all of my clothes came from Ann Taylor and that makes me happy.

Sorry, girly moment over.

If the rest of the year continues the way it has started, it's going to be a banner year. Success and happiness, here I come ( Read more... )

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I got ten hours of sleep last night. And I feel fantastic. I wish I could get that much sleep all the time! Though I also have my theory paper mostly done, so that could help ( Read more... )

ARRRRgyles!!

Happy International Talk Like a Pirate Day. :)

A real post coming soon, I hope. (Oh, but I do have more fruit to freeze, so that site you sent me, Ellen, will be oh so very helpful!)

Okay, one more:

What do you call a group of pirate ships?

An Arrrrrmada!

Also, this is hilarious.


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Tennessee Williams, an orphan and crack addict, was abandoned at the age of six in a sanitarium. The woman who cared for him was an inmate who insisted he was her porter and she was going on a cruise. He survived on bilge water and toenail clippings until he discovered alcohol at age 8. At age 10, one of the caretakers introduced him to cocaine ( Read more... )