tonight, the sky is underneath us

22.9.08

no sah, not a bit

i don't have time to write real posts, or rather, i would have more time if i wasn't doing social networking on facebook. see, tala? see what the result of facebooking is?? 

Ok, can I just mildly intone/bemoan that there are NO amazing males on campus. No, the ones that would be amazing suddenly aren't because they may be involved with amazing stuff, but they sure as heck aren't breathtaking and then you realize, "that stuff wasn't that amazing.". I don't want the guy, but I just want to see ONE guy... ONE guy who is perfect. ... ok. so. you know what i mean.

I took some notes on George Crumb's Music for a Summer Evening that I got so frustrated with trying to interpret, a whole page of my notes came out like this:

NEER NEER NEER NEER
sounds like an old fire-trolly with all it's bells and whistles out

csssszzzzzhhh
bzzzhzhhhhhhh
 CRASH CRASH CRASH CRASH 
CRAFDSLSDNSLGKNSLKNSDDSLKNLKSFCRASH!

CHSSSSSSSSS!!!
bzzz!!

rummmmmmmmbllllleee..
 kkkzzzzthoooooooorrrr..
kkkzzzthooooooorrr...


kkkktttthhuuuummmmm...


you get the idea.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

AHahahaha....oh, how I love you.

Anonymous said...

Kinda reminds me of these DUMB word verifications. Right now, mine is: oqxbwgl.

Anonymous said...

Oh, and this one is even better:

hkzomnz

Copy/paste THAT!

My photo
east of eden
the only strand of communication between brother, sister, companion, lover, hater, observer is a two line telegram.

yellow paper