Oct 11, 2008 23:11
Oh for heaven's sake, why is my internet wierd?! I'm presently stealing a wireless connection from....somewhere...because there's somethink wonky with our connection. Just goes to show you how dependent we've become on the internet. Especially on Saturday nights when I had intended to do a lab report...
I covered for someone at the computer store today, which was actually fantastically fun....well, as fun as it can be to work in a store. Our managers weren't there so it was much chiller than usual. Really, ignoring the fact that the higher-ups are kind of...yeah....I am really enjoying working there. Only thing is that, when I'm surrounded by guys all the time, I end up getting carried away with my non-ladylike side and worry that I've gone too far. Meh.
I managed to swing being asked to record a concert in Tanna next Friday, which is huge because I'm in the Q-year and we don't get to use Tanna, ever. The past couple of weeks have been comparatively light on recording, now that the OSM tapes are all done, but things are still going. I've really become sure that I want to emphasize my role as a producer over the engineer one. It's where I see myself going, working with the musicians. Somehow, I've come out of my shell and am now good with people. Who'd have thought? It's too bad I can't make my 5-year high school reunion, that would've been a great shocker for everyone. "OMG, SHAUNA'S TALKING!"
Good lord, I've been out of high school for five years...
I feel like I've become terrribly lazy. Well not terribly...just...less like doing work than normal. I think it's the downside to not practicing, I have actual homework to make up for it. And the sad thing is, it's not that hard to write a lab report, it just takes some time. I'll have to make myself do it Monday morning. The important thing is that I am actually having a life! Last Sunday I went for tea and hosted a potluck, last night I went salsa dancing in my red satin heels, tomorrow there will be a Thanksgiving feast and lunch with Chip who is up for the weekend, and more potluck dinners in the near future.
Now I just wish I didn't have this nagging confusion tugging at my brain and making me feel like I can't read people at all, particularly those of the opposite gender...seriously, hormones should come with a users' manual.
montreal,
recording,
school