2012-11-05 02:14 pm

five things make a post with content

Well, maybe.

1. Most of what is preoccupying me these days I'm reluctant to share with anyone else, certainly not in detail.

2. Work's been interesting. I think I need to restructure my life a little, which bites because I was just getting used to having a routine.

3. I spent a while last night and today reading through old LJ posts. Two conclusions: I do a lot more on Facebook now, and I really miss the intellectual stimulation that school provided. I haven't been getting a lot of outside ideas lately, and so my preoccupations have been getting more personal and more depressing. (See item 1.)

4. I probably need to read more. (See item 3.) I have a big stack of non-fiction that I've barely touched because I've become intellectually lazy, and also, the internet. Dear self: be more awesome.

5. I've recently reconnected with two old professors and it makes me want to barf. The emotional knock-on effects of grad school have been long-lasting and life-changing. My posts about the original decision to apply are tagged "watershed week" and that has become truer than I ever knew.
2012-01-13 01:16 pm

and another

... email from a potential student who was recommended my name by a friend. This is getting ridiculous, I think.

Work is good, albeit boring. My band is auditioning drummers right now, so we're doing a lot of practicing - which is both good and time-consuming. Starting to remember WHY I don't have time to do a lot of the things I would like to.
2011-08-01 06:23 pm

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I don't really have enough energy to talk about this at length right now, but I am beginning to think that I detect a strong family resemblance between Rosemary Sutcliff's Sword at Sunset and Mary Renault's The King Must Die. Discuss?
2011-07-16 12:00 am

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My band is having Drama. It's not as bad as I was initially afraid (I found out that there was an argument well before I found out the details), but it sounds like it might be one of those nasty things where someone doesn't say anything for a long time, and then shit blows up.

It's got nothing to do with me except insofar as I'm part of the band, which is nice for me; and I'm not the only one who's able to stand aside. I don't feel like it has to be insoluble; but that, of course, depends on the willingness of everyone involved to solve it. I am really having one of those horrible "why can't we just get along" moments over here.

Good things: Bowen Island is gorgeous; I have two gigs and a show this weekend; the government sent me money; and my boyfriend is very sweet. :) Also I have done (most of) the dishes, taken out the garbage, AND changed the sheets - which is making me feel a lot better about everything.
2011-07-08 01:17 pm

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I am really having one of those days where I question every life choice I have ever made. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Tell me something happy?
2011-06-29 06:53 pm

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I'm tired. I need to write more, but I think I'm in an absorbing phase right now, collecting things to write about. Plus, I don't really have time.

I did register for a workshop as part of the Write on Bowen festival; let's hope it's good.

There's a small chance that I'll be doing some work with a band that's starting to get a lot of recognition. Fingers crossed.
2011-02-25 09:08 pm

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I don't actually understand how one person can have so much to do. It's a miracle I sleep, really.

I did get a sewing machine for my birthday. Quilts ahoy!
2011-01-16 09:12 pm

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As a follow-up to this post, 2011 has already garnered one first - namely "being in control of a skidding car", which as it turns out is completely and totally non-awesome. It happens so fast.

I did manage not to ding anything (or anybody) though.
2011-01-04 03:32 pm
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Firsts in 2010

It's been kind of a big year, all things considered.

In 2010 I:
- got a Real Job
- asked somebody out (hi Mike!)
- bought a viol
- played an entire recital on viol, in public
- got published
- looked at and picked out an adorable apartment and moved into it (instead of basically grabbing the first one to present itself)
- bought a Mac
- bought an iPhone
- got a short haircut that I really like
- bought a pair of skinny jeans
- bought my own web domain
- commissioned someone to write a piece for me
... for the first time!

I'm sure there's more. I have no idea what any of it is. I think this is a pretty good indicator of how crazy this year has been though!
2010-12-29 05:53 pm

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So far today I have had a three and a half hour rehearsal, submitted three poems (all to the same place, though), swept the floor, moved all the furniture around in the living room, and put some laundry in.

I'm on vacation.

How does that even happen?

Also: how is everyone?
2010-12-28 02:57 pm

a post with actual content

[livejournal.com profile] hipsunderhands asked how my holiday season was going. It's okay. I had a ton of extremely stressful work stuff in the week leading up to Christmas (arrrrgh) and I am still sort of in recovery from that, at this point. I did get Christmas Eve and Christmas Day free, which is nice, and went to see my parents, which was mostly nice although occasionally less nice. We did make it most of the way through dinner on Christmas Eve before anybody told anyone to shut up.

I also am typing this on a brand-new and as yet unnamed MacBook Pro, which I recently purchased with a great deal of assistance from [livejournal.com profile] scazon, who is amazing and a glorious human being. It is kind of astonishing how nice it is to actually have a really good computer for once, which has basically never happened to me before. It's not really helping with my internet quasi-addiction, but I assume at some point in the next couple of decades we'll all just get chips in our heads anyhow, so maybe it's not a thing.

I actually have a few days off now, though of course I am taking the opportunity to fill them up with all the little tasks I haven't been doing, coffee dates I haven't been making, and projects that I haven't been starting. I think overall this will decrease my stress levels almost as much as taking the time off properly would, but I am trying not to make it excessive. Well, too excessive.

So, things are actually quite good. What's new with all you lovely people?

EDIT: [livejournal.com profile] scazon has christened the MacBook Thuja plicata (the scientific name for red cedar), Thuja for short. *pets Thuja*
2010-12-16 06:22 pm
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and if you're not careful, the dog is next.

To My Landlords

I have disabled
the fire alarm
that was in
the basement

and which
you were probably
for safety.

Forgive me
it was obnoxious
so shrieky
and so loud.

(With apologies to William Carlos Williams.)
2010-03-09 11:57 pm

without peace in the heart, we cannot live.

I'm not sure words can adequately express my response to the Jordi Savall concert tonight.
2010-01-25 11:13 pm

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I am tired and don't want to go to work tomorrow, but what're you gonna do. I've been so busy with work and gigs and Other Job lately that I haven't been updating much, but things are good. I am sloooowly trying to turn my place into something humans can live in rather than a pit of ick (hello grad school!), and it's going sloooowly, but I'm trying to make small changes every day. Most of my dishes are in the cupboards rather than the sink. I suppose that's progress. I'm also having a nice lazy evening at home, which hasn't happened much lately (I have some businessy stuff to take care of, but not too much, and I'm ignoring it right now) - hence the ick.

I did go see Ensemble Dialogos with [livejournal.com profile] scazon last night, and thence to the Naam, both of which were excellent. Now I want a vielle and a rebec (and a million dollars, and a pony). Apparently when you hand a jazz violinist a rebec he will spontaneously turn into a rebec virtuoso. I didn't even know that was possible.

People keep giving me sheet music and telling me to learn it. I think that's a good thing.
2010-01-11 11:36 am
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we will rise high if we act

Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] jeppa, [livejournal.com profile] lalaithlockhart, [livejournal.com profile] hipsunderhands, and possibly someone else that I'm forgetting right now (?), because I think it's a lovely idea even though I'm a bit late with it, here's a list of firsts in 2009.

This year I:

- got a master's degree
- got broken up with and got over it
- was hired to play baroque violin in a non-school setting
- learned to spin [although I totally snuck this in under the wire by about two days, and am still bad at it]
- was hired for contract work in my chosen field (arts admin) and told I'm doing a good job at it [baby steps! baby steps!]
- learned to knit in the round
- went to the folk festival
- taught music at an improv-based camp that I heard about on Craigslist
- submitted a poem to a competition
- got a car
- actually went to a university graduation ceremony
- bought a bikini
- swam in the ocean
ETA: wrote a double dactyl

So, lots of positives, it looks like, even though I feel like the universe has been whacking me over the head with sticks. Probably I should try to remember that.

And now: to the practice room!
2010-01-08 11:00 pm
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Today I: drank EPIC amounts of coffee (Beth's fault), played gypsy music (ditto) and Telemann, had sushi and tea with [livejournal.com profile] scazon, did yoga, listened to a lot of Oum Kalthoum, and read about half of Scott's journals of his last Antarctic expedition (on my iPod! I love the future!). I'm not totally sure how this is my life, but I'm a huge fan.

To sleep!
2009-12-14 01:13 am
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five questions meme

It's late, and I'm still awake and drinking wine, and I've been meaning to do this meme for about a week now. So. Questions from [livejournal.com profile] scazon; comment and either ask me five more or else ask me to ask you five. Um. My grammar grows confused, but you know what I mean.

1. How did you end up in Classics/ACRE with your particular set of interests?

Hahaha. Ouch. The truth is that I'm not entirely sure; it just sort of happened. Let's see... back at the end of high school I was introduced to Connie Willis via Doomsday Book - a depressing but excellent book, by the way, go read it if you haven't and can stand a downer - which contains rather a lot of Latin. Ecclesiastical Latin, but enough to get me interested. So I took Latin 100 with Hector when I started uni in the fall, initially found it rather daunting, took second year off from Latin and then realized that I was missing it rather a lot. This is probably the fault of Mary Renault's The King Must Die, and yes, I know it's set in Greece, but my brain, as you are probably discovering by now, is not a logical place. So I started up again in Latin 200, added a minor because by that point I was getting disenchanted with the English department, took Greek Epic with Toph in third year wherein his avowed intention was to score some minors and majors for the department - and guess what? By the end of the year I was doing a double major. And at the end of that I realized, surprise, that I really liked Latin and wanted to keep doing it - I think we were reading Sallust at the time. It was fun. Hence, ACRE.

I still like Latin and would like to find a way to keep doing it, but I'm all burnt out on academia these days, so I think that will take a while to come to fruition.

2. How did you start playing the viola?

Heh. You always ask the questions that demonstrate how random I can be... One of the violin teachers at the music school I went to from ages 4-18 was (she's still alive but I believe not teaching there anymore) a violinist who also played viola. She wasn't my primary teacher, but she taught technique classes and orchestra, and she was always encouraging her students to try out the viola, and I got curious. And then it stuck. Like a fly to flypaper (I think in this case I was the fly).

3. What is your favourite musical instrument? Viola, viola da gamba, or something else entirely?

Oh, viola, hands down. Ironically it's the thing that no one is asking me to play right now (not quite true, but I've had a lot of ensembles needing violin or viol come up lately... it's a little odd), but viola is definitely the one that's 'my' instrument in a way that none of the others are. This also means that I struggle more with it and our relationship can be a bit tormented at times...

Right now I'm also totally stoked about baroque violin, which I got to play recently for the first time in a while, and contemplating converting my modern violin, although I doubt it's all that feasible. I occasionally miss piano very badly. I also really wish I played guitar - I have one and can find notes, but I'd really like to have a good grasp of chords and so on, just because it's so versatile - and portable, which gives it points over the piano.

4. What single book would you say had the most influence on the development of your self-identity?

That is an excellent question and one which I don't know the answer to. My gut instinct is to say either Guy Gavriel Kay's Tigana, which, yes, everything you are going to say about it I already know, but it did precipitate rather a sea change in how I looked at things when I was sixteen, or else Nino Ricci's Testament, which... well. You should read it and let it speak for itself.

5. I'll be unoriginal here, since I want to know your answer: if you could go back in time to any one ancient civilization, which would you visit and why?

Um. Well, this week I'm fascinated by Ugarit, although ask me again in a month and that will have changed. I do think it would be fascinating to visit - it's so unknown and unknowable, incredibly foreign and yet so very significant to the development of the culture that we're essentially stuck with today. I'm so intrigued by that sort of thing... the literary references that become cultural touchstones (Baal, Leviathan), but that are only half-understood these days and that meant something fundamentally different and more complex in their original context.

On second thought, that could probably stand as the answer to Question Number One as well. So now you have two!
2009-11-21 10:14 pm

my street has been under construction since July.

MUM: Well, I think you have to have a different perspective when you work in city planning.
ME: "Screw you guys"?
MUM: Pretty much, yeah.
2009-09-17 12:36 am
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all that and a bag of chips

My purse, when I got home this evening, contained:

One fuzzy hat.
One notebook.
One thin black shawl thing.
One copy of my resume.
My wallet.
My cell phone.
My bus pass.
A hardcover copy of Courtesans and Fishcakes, by James Davidson.
One jar of homemade pear chutney (a gift from a neighbour in return for homemade sourdough).
A Kaboodles Toy Store business card.
A copy of O Jerusalem, by Laurie R. King (um, which I meant to loan to [livejournal.com profile] noveldevice at her birthday party [Happy birthday Cat! Also: I have a book to loan you. :D])
My iPod.
A tuner.
A cake of rosin.
Three black gel pens.
A Moleskine planner that I don't use as much as I should.
A bracelet that I took off at a party and stuck in my purse last week.
Two pencils made of recycled newspaper.
A Green and Black's cherry chocolate bar.
A tube of lip gloss.
In a side pocket: a half-finished knit glove, attached to a ball of bamboo yarn and five double-pointed needles.
And a goodie bag from the birthday party, which contains, among other things, those candies with the fizzy centres and a plastic Tyrannosaurus Rex.

... I think I have a problem. (Also a very large purse. Fortunately.)
2009-08-26 11:37 pm

"what is this shit?"

OMG you guys. My ceiling started leaking last night, eveningish, so I called the landlords, and today the shit, as it were, hit the fan.

Their first conclusion - because they are tiny and crazy and Italian, I don't know - was that clearly the waterworks construction outside had somehow damaged the line into the street. I don't know why this was the first thing they tried, especially since this was not their first idea last night, but whatever, it's not my house. So at 10:30 this morning there were City of Snafouver employees in my house.

This gets long. )

Anyways, they put the ceiling back on, sort of - there are still holes in it, apparently they're going to fix that tomorrow - and I fled to Beth's place because I was near hysteria at this point (yesterday was sort of a ridiculous day too, but I don't really feel like going into details) and couldn't stand the house anymore. Also, it kind of smelled.

And then I enshrined the experience in light verse. Because I am just that much of a dork.

Higgledy piggledy,
Mr. Angelico*
first thought the leak was a
City mistake,

then 'twas revealed to be
pseudoshitacular -
source of the problem? The
sink, not the jakes.

*pseudonym for my landlord, whose name does in fact fit the meter.