Welp, time for something new. It's been fun, livejournal, but it's time to move on. From now on you can find me at www.quietasthestars.blogspot.com.
June 17th, 2010
June 9th, 2010
June 2nd, 2010
May 5th, 2010
April 7th, 2010
So I've been going through my computer, sorting things and getting rid of stuff in anticipation of my shiny new MacBook and in going through my favorites bar, noticed that most of my friends stopped blogging in 2006. Like, almost everyone. Facebook, ho!
April 6th, 2010
( A lengthy, unedited ramble on an ideal life OR a reflection on making choices )
Also, don't make fun of what I'm listening to. I swear it's (surprisingly) legitimately good.
Also, don't make fun of what I'm listening to. I swear it's (surprisingly) legitimately good.
Is there really anybody left on earth with an internet connection that has NOT done this? C'mon.
March 11th, 2010
... with some new American Apparel tees and scarves. Hands down the finest tees around.
This week has been disappointing, particularly because everything that was going right a week and a half ago has now of course found some way to either derail itself or at least run into a major speedbump (or pothole, if you're feeling geographically relevant). So naturally I have been babying myself by buying lattes and new clothes, trying to cheer myself up (hizzah). I think three days of self pity is enough and tomorrow starts going to the gym again and no frivolous purchases for awhile. But the AA tees really did the trick. Who says money can't buy (temporary) happiness?
I had a really nice walk downtown this afternoon. I needed to go to the post office, so I decided to go after work and just take a walk in the rain to the downtown post office complete with galoshes, a latte and The Books on my iPod. So mentally refreshing. I even got to meet up with my dad for 15 minutes and see his office and meet some of his co-workers. It was pretty cute how happy he seemed that I came to visit. Dads are awesome.
Game plan: don't give up and get frustrated just because things aren't working RIGHT NOW. I've got to keep putting myself out there, make opportunities and not get stuck or frustrated when things don't go the way I want them to. And an occasional latte never hurt anyone.
This week has been disappointing, particularly because everything that was going right a week and a half ago has now of course found some way to either derail itself or at least run into a major speedbump (or pothole, if you're feeling geographically relevant). So naturally I have been babying myself by buying lattes and new clothes, trying to cheer myself up (hizzah). I think three days of self pity is enough and tomorrow starts going to the gym again and no frivolous purchases for awhile. But the AA tees really did the trick. Who says money can't buy (temporary) happiness?
I had a really nice walk downtown this afternoon. I needed to go to the post office, so I decided to go after work and just take a walk in the rain to the downtown post office complete with galoshes, a latte and The Books on my iPod. So mentally refreshing. I even got to meet up with my dad for 15 minutes and see his office and meet some of his co-workers. It was pretty cute how happy he seemed that I came to visit. Dads are awesome.
Game plan: don't give up and get frustrated just because things aren't working RIGHT NOW. I've got to keep putting myself out there, make opportunities and not get stuck or frustrated when things don't go the way I want them to. And an occasional latte never hurt anyone.
February 5th, 2010
I started my job with the Minnesota Orchestra today, at least the part actually concerning the musicians. I had been to two volunteer trainings and a teacher training already but today was an actual concert, complete with musicians and a bunch of preschoolers/kindegarteners.
Before the concerts began I met the eight musicians who play the Kinder Konzerts piece. It was remarkable to me how it felt to be back in the company of musicians - like a homecoming of sorts. Hearing them warm up, playing excerpts, even just listening to them have normal conversations with one another reminded how much I miss playing. How much I miss being in an ensemble. How much I miss my college friends.
It also reminded my how desparately I need to buy an instrument. It has almost been a full year since I have touched a bassoon which, when considering the hundreds (thousands?) of hours I put in practicing over the years and how much I miss playing is absolutely unacceptable. I am going instrument shopping. And taking out a loan.
Before the concerts began I met the eight musicians who play the Kinder Konzerts piece. It was remarkable to me how it felt to be back in the company of musicians - like a homecoming of sorts. Hearing them warm up, playing excerpts, even just listening to them have normal conversations with one another reminded how much I miss playing. How much I miss being in an ensemble. How much I miss my college friends.
It also reminded my how desparately I need to buy an instrument. It has almost been a full year since I have touched a bassoon which, when considering the hundreds (thousands?) of hours I put in practicing over the years and how much I miss playing is absolutely unacceptable. I am going instrument shopping. And taking out a loan.
