Busy, Busy Week
I think I must be reaching critical mass. Tuesday in the Bus
Office. Wednesday catching up with Matt (from study abroad in
Scotland) over beers. Thursday at Last Thursday on Alberta with
Mahesh, Marc, and Mike. Friday at Andy's house for Canada
Day. Saturday for Sarah's going away/moving forward party (and later,
Doug Fasching's birthday).
Honestly, though? I'm a little lost. Without direction. Still reeling
from the whole Masha break up thing.
The guitar is treating me well. I can't say that I'm any good, but I
managed to strum out the tab for Neutral Milk Hotel's "Aeroplane over
the Sea." Four chords, baby. I spent some time in park today, just
playing. In the shade, on the grass.
Today was the Fourth of July, for those who didn't notice. A holiday,
by all rights. I even have a four day weekend. Still, I have a harder
time figuring out what to do with myself these days. Lucy-on-the-roof
pointed out to me that that's because I'm not on my home turf. True, I
guess. At least Evan is visiting in August. That should be a blast.
I'm working on a project, which is nice. I'm building an experimental
instrument based on this one I saw on Last Thursday (which was mind
blowingly good, I must add, the event, not the instrument). Imagine
strips of metal, bowed by a chello bow, amplified with a piezoelectric
pickup. The fundamentals too low to hear, but the harmonics realized a
unearthly wailing. I love accoustics too much. I'll let you know how
the construction finishes.
I'm reading "Off the Map" which is only reminding me of Masha. No more
than anything else, though, I guess. And it's very good. An ultimate
liberation fantasy.
What am I going to do with my life? School? Teaching? A computer job?
The Peace Corp? Something Completely Different? Bed time for
Bonzo. This will teach me to blog late at night.
posted on: 07/04/2005 | path: /life