Lately I have been penning letters to the Senate about miscellaneous items of intrigue, such as the decline of the climate, gender equality, racial bias, et cetera ad infinitum.

Hopefully things will improve therefore!

Hello, LiveJournal. At last I have returned after a long time spent loitering elsewhere on the Internet, feeling sorry for myself. But Hatsune Miku is helping me feel better, even though one of the last things my honoured Mother had told me was that she absolutely HATED that music, so I am embarrassed as all get out to have introduced her to The ( Read more... )

Maybe I'll go to the FHGL reference desk tomorrow or the day after and request help in finding Proudhon's Philosophy of Poverty, which Karl Marx responds to in his Poverty of Philosophy. (LOLOL, yes.) It may not even be there in the archives at all! Only Marx' response. [Marx's? The facial flex involved makes me think that sigma could be ( Read more... )

I am seriously heading to bed after I finish my tea, the cup of which is still mostly full, since tomorrow is a Tuesday and I wrote the song It's Still Tuesday a few Tuesdays ago to express my frustration with my crowded schedule.

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Today I went with the Linguistics Club to the Franklin Institute in Phillymadelphia to observe its Dead Sea Scroll exhibit. I took notes for my own projects in the Classics ( Read more... )

This is my LiveJournal version!

Cecilia of the PhD comic series has let me know it is acceptable to have existential crises now and again.
So how am I doing?

( AAAAAAUUUGGHH )

Good evening, comrades.

I rode in two competitions today - I only know the result of the latter.

( my head is pastede on yay )

I slunk into Music Theory [II] feeling sick to my stomach: all I had was this crummy piece I had composed for Bassoon and Piano.

( Result...? )

At 1800 this evening, one of my composition major friends is having his senior recital in Gates Recital Hall. I want to go, but will I have the chutzpah to hang in there that long??

I am also confused by the spelling antics of a former close friend. She has told me proudly of switching majors from History to English a little while ago, but she can ( Read more... )

It just took a long bout of thought.

Kaykaykay!

Its title is The Hendiagic Recitation, and it is supposed to bring to mind the Great Cthulhu. I gave the wind players spaces to breathe every couple of measures. It also ends with 18 deliberate measures of silence. (I made clear note of this by means of a fermata over the very last beat) It's not ( Read more... )