Tuesday, January 03, 2006

It is really stunning how little I have to talk about lately. You'll think I suck at writing and I am neglectful of this thing, which is in large part true, but it's also that there hasn't been anything funny or artsy-pretentious for me to talk about since I got sick (I think the rib has traveled back from the area of my kidneys and reattached itself, by the way, judging by the fact that I no longer feel the urge to scream every time I do anything). I wish I had graduated already and my nose is still big. That's it.

I guess the one good thing is that the process of cleaning up the Delaware house has led to a new bed in my room here. I never thought the transition from a fifty year old twin to a new full could be so enriching. It's like sleeping on a baby's butt, except without the mess.

Give me another couple days and I'll think up something interesting to talk about. Or else Dad will have made my head explode. Whichever.


Blogger Dante said...

your dad can make your head explode? wicked.

congrats on the new bed!

1/04/2006 2:44 PM  
Blogger Carrie Kelley said...

Hey - how'd you add a blogroll to your blog? I can't find where to do it...

1/05/2006 7:11 AM  
Blogger Rita Xavier said...

I suppose it is a bit late to ask permission, but I quoted your post from last April re: Verdi Requiem on my blog. Let me know if you want me to delete it. I just wanted to use it to tell people about the absolutely wonderful Requiem recording. Thanks so much. I LOVE it and I'll listen to it many times.

1/06/2006 9:02 PM  

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