notyourbroom

( this was typed last night, but not posted? mystery. )

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My album of franco-flemish music arrived (finally) :DD
and also, this music-quest would not have wobbled off the starting block if idoru hadn't helped with the giving-me-a-means-of-finding-it phase of the operation, so four cheers for her, or four-and-a-half, probably, if you're not watching the conductor.

Also, a camus-book. mmm.

hey, that was a day. i've heard about those.

..

just kidding
Well
I'd been looking forward to that- the FCAHS winter choral concert-

there were awkward bits,
(as Awkward sticks to me like rice to a draggy lobster,)
but i knew people, and people knew me, and they were nice about it.

and there was some Palestrina :D
imitative polyphony pretty much for the win.
no wonder there are so many italians.

ambiguity should be fun

ah, and an addition (from a later section): ( follow the yellow-brick road )

hooray Journeys

lakes,
leaves,
rain,
waterfalls,
etc.

with some illustration of those things relevant to This

( ohnoes )

yrr.

The only headphone-type things which I currently own-
a rather shoddy pair of earbud-type-things-
have developed a rattle-noise.
this is unfortunate.

i mean, when i break out a quatrain,
you know it's bad.

serenity. or to steal from WCWilliams, striving // to re-establish // the image of // the rose

insert adjective here.

(.. not sure about the first one, but the second one was definitely recorded with my equalizer turned on. I'm getting sloppy and forgetting to turn it off.)

arr.
[quite] many don't listen to [any of] this stuff.
and i'm not sure why.

the rap-ogres ride from the north,
and no system staves them off--
those puns were bad.

man. the laundry room is brutal today.

[there are] students camped out in savage settlements, clawing [other people's] loads of laundry from the machines as soon as the cycles finish... tossing clumps of clothing haphazardly into corners, herds of forgotten socks rotting on the floor like dead, vacuumed rats...

complete bellum omnium contra omnes. hobbes must be killing kittens in his casket right now. well, not that i blame him. i guess there wouldn't be much else to do, anyway.

I'm lucky enough to have two loads in dryers and one wet load collecting grime on a dusty shelf.

I inadvertantly learned a trick, though--

if you double-pay at the dryer, you can make it double the time.

This effectively reserves the dryer for two of your loads, since no one will be crazy enough to {stop a dryer mid-cycle, dispose of the clothing within, and then use the remainder of someone else's paid time for their own load}. So you're free to mosey on down once half your dryer-time is up, take out your first load, replace it with a second, and re-start the cycle. No real chance of machine-takeover. I approve.

The blanket was cold, but the wind was warm. Silence stretched like a lazy hammock through the spicy air between the maples.

"so. who needs homework?"

"not I," said the half-checkerboarded circus. "In our land, such a thing has never been."

They sat awhile, listening as the blushing leaves giggled, and realized this was indeed the truth of the matter.