the music of stillness

it's been a quiet day. i left home at 6:00 a.m. and came home early from school so i could practice harp. i have a very big gig for 500 middleaged people in cocktail dress. i have been non-stop working. my brain feels silky and smooth. i just helped my parents cook for 40 children. while i was in the kitchen peeling some butternutt squash, i found my dog cedric just like this. and i thought it fitted my day's mood to the perfection. did that make sense?

poppycock and horsefeathers

just an old picture i found here. i finished the picture of dorian gray today. i'm kind of really puzzled and mezmorized at the same time. i don't think i spelt that right. jumping in with a new thought - we finished early in second period today as usual. so i slipt a little book out. and started reading. when the bell rang i picked up my bad and a cricket jumped out! me oh my. this is nonsense. little crickets on campus infesting innocent young girl's bags? this is obscene. this is poppycock. i don't know what i'm going to do. carry bug spray i suppose. oh! and last year there was a mouse in choir. haha. well. i'm rambling. stop.

one of my favorite people, yes. the cap'n. i had a fantastic thanksgiving break! although, it was a bit cold for me. there is nothing better than spending your time with family. sometimes i forget
just how much i love it.

le chauve-souris

is it halloween yet? i want leaves. pimkins. candles. sweets. i want to be a lumberjack. i want a beard. i need patienc and gratitude. geez. too many "i"s and "want"s.

gargouille

last night i came to a realization that my life is entirely incredible. i was all snugg in my bed reading book of a thousand days. goodness. i'm just really happy with everything. all the time. 24/7. i suppose i could say i love my life. i'm trying to embrace still living at home. as much as i want to get out. i am trying to enjoy the luxury of being under the captain and shmee's roof. anyways, i went swing dancing last thursday at the pasadena masonic lodge. it was absolutely magical. hopefully i can do it again tonight. oh man. you know who i keep thinking of? rothbart from the swan princess. i don't know why. mmm. he's got some serious issues. au' voir. (did i spell that right?)

heaven's help

clearly school and harp has taken over my life. i'm swamped half the time, and daydreaming the other. when i auditioned for an inbetween instumental solo last week, my heart was in my throat. i was an adrenaline mess. now that i got the spot and perform it tomorrow, i feel quite the opposite i just shrugg my shoulders about it. what the? smokes. my mind works odd.