"It's the best song ever! It doesn't even change keys at the trio!"
What can I tell you about today? It was cold and dark and I was tired. I braided my hair (badly) and took an exam in Canadian History (slightly better than the way I braided my hair... okay, much better than I braided my hair). I watched "Bones" and "Mythbusters" and considered ordering a 3E floor shirt. I read absolutely none of my assigned book for sign language, and read much more of a book about kids killing their parents (unrelated to anything going on in my life, thankfully). I typed up my notes for therapy (in Braille, because if I write them in print I just hand them to my therapist and let her read them, which I've decided is chickening out, and not very well at that). I thought about what sweatshirt I'm going to wear tomorrow when I drive home. I also thought about whether or not I can survive a day without two of my meds, and decided that I could (this is because I am too lazy to go and get them refilled tomorrow before I go home). I also decided that I am going to use the money my mom told me I could use to get my hair cut to replace my broken watch band.
I thought about Christmas, and mostly Christmas presents, mostly what I'm going to get for others... and what to ask for from my parents, since my dad brought that up last night. I have no idea what I want, other than my bus pass and my textbooks for next semester... but those aren't what my dad was looking for, I guess.
If you want to receive an awesome Christmas box from me this year, please let me know as soon as possible! Usually these boxes contain delicious baked goods and at least one awesome present, plus a Christmas card from me (which I know you're all dying for, right?). I do Braille and I do long-distance shipping. Just ask Kate-sham - she regularly gets all sorts of awesome things from me, and she lives more than 3000 miles away. (Once she even received a "birthday bucket" [another specialty of mine] for which the shipping cost more than the actual contents of the bucket did. But we won't mention that.)
And now I'm sitting here listening to music from the Blue Band at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp. We're playing Mozart's "Impresario" right now. I say "we" because I played percussion for this group... a very long time ago when I was in high school.
I say "a very long time ago" because I was looking at an application for volunteering in Lansing, and one of the requirements was being over 18, and I immediately started thinking how lucky I was to be 19... and then promptly realized that I am now 21. Which would have made me 14 at the time this CD was recorded. Which is 7 years ago. And for a girl who can't remember what she had for dinner last night, 7 years ago might as well be the 1920's.
But I digress. And now I must go and shower and prepare myself for the early-morning (okay, noontime) atrocities of disability-class. And then, happily, buying "Get Smart" and "Wall-E" on my way home... ah, the prospect of good movies. :)
I love you and miss you all. No, seriously.
NaNoWriMo: 31,678/50,000
I thought about Christmas, and mostly Christmas presents, mostly what I'm going to get for others... and what to ask for from my parents, since my dad brought that up last night. I have no idea what I want, other than my bus pass and my textbooks for next semester... but those aren't what my dad was looking for, I guess.
If you want to receive an awesome Christmas box from me this year, please let me know as soon as possible! Usually these boxes contain delicious baked goods and at least one awesome present, plus a Christmas card from me (which I know you're all dying for, right?). I do Braille and I do long-distance shipping. Just ask Kate-sham - she regularly gets all sorts of awesome things from me, and she lives more than 3000 miles away. (Once she even received a "birthday bucket" [another specialty of mine] for which the shipping cost more than the actual contents of the bucket did. But we won't mention that.)
And now I'm sitting here listening to music from the Blue Band at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp. We're playing Mozart's "Impresario" right now. I say "we" because I played percussion for this group... a very long time ago when I was in high school.
I say "a very long time ago" because I was looking at an application for volunteering in Lansing, and one of the requirements was being over 18, and I immediately started thinking how lucky I was to be 19... and then promptly realized that I am now 21. Which would have made me 14 at the time this CD was recorded. Which is 7 years ago. And for a girl who can't remember what she had for dinner last night, 7 years ago might as well be the 1920's.
But I digress. And now I must go and shower and prepare myself for the early-morning (okay, noontime) atrocities of disability-class. And then, happily, buying "Get Smart" and "Wall-E" on my way home... ah, the prospect of good movies. :)
I love you and miss you all. No, seriously.
NaNoWriMo: 31,678/50,000