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Phew.  Busy week.

Spent today at the fair being spun and tossed and dropped and swung in all different directions, which was actually a lot more fun than I remembered.  I sort of wish we had a decent roller coaster, though - somewhere along the line, I've become a bit of a coaster snob connoisseur. :D  I did like the loop-the-loop thingie, though.  And I'm an absolute sucker for giant twirly swings.  Note to self: if I'm ever in a really terrible mood, for whatever reason, I must take the bus to The Mall and ride the swings for five minutes. That'll fix it!

Spent last night writing for my ficathon and wound up with two thousand words of yay.  This is going to be long, dangit, but I need to get back to work on the Wanderer Fantasy.  It'll come with time, I hope!  I have totally twisted the prompt and actually almost forgot about it.  Obviously Greek mythology is relevant.  Um.  *squints*  Yeah.

Spent the last half-hour falling on my face trying to get to the phone on time, just to hear the doorbell ring and switch course mid-stumble.  En route to the door, I step in our kitty's latest offering to the hairball gods and throw the door open to see my landlords.  Oh.  Um.  Joy.

So I had a long chat with my landlords and tried to sneak away to clean off my foot.  How embarrassing. *wince*

But the conversation was basically about how I am a good tenant and they want me to live here for as long as I like (the next three years, for instance).  So it was worth the icky foot stuff.  Definitely.

Well, almost definitely.  Ew.  Thanks, kitty.

Taking my cousin out for a birthday dinner on Sunday, but the rest of the week's gonna be taken up with studying for my big ol' music history exam, which rears its ugly head at 9:30 AM on the tenth of August.  If I pass it, they hand me my long-awaited Grade 10 RCM certificate and a gold star and maybe even a cookie.  Yay! :D

Gosh.  My little brother's moving out of the country for college on the 18th.  Ack!

So, yes.  Brain goes asplodey, but I still had time to curl up in the marvelous not-quite-warm of my room for an hour this morning and read a good book.  Another heat wave's on the horizon.  Ten years ago, we'd have maybe two days above thirty degrees (I know because I'd make a chart with the weather for the summer.  Why? Because my stuffed animals were learning about the weather in the classes I was teaching them.  Heehee.).  Now we have whole weeks above thirty degrees.  Obviously, something's happening here.

Anyway.  Yes.  Sleepy.  So we have hypnotic David Tennant as the mood theme for today! :D

Date: 2007-07-26 06:21 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] northern_magic
If you're a 'coaster connoisseur, some of it you probably took from me. I hate being flung around and upside down; I get motion sick very easily :/
I'm with you on the swings though, although a trip up to that Mall you speak of would take me at least a few hours... *sigh*

Ficathon! Boy, am I glad the First Five Sentences challenge doesn't have a deadline...>.> *cough* Write quickly and write good! haha *is waiting for the second Wanderer chapter, but has popcorn*

It's a bit late at night, so I'll take a look at the other comments tomorrow (the LJ blackout yesterday broke me of my 1AM bedtime, finally...). Good luck on the history exam...you went for performer's or ARCT?

Date: 2007-07-28 12:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eponymous-rose.livejournal.com
I used to get terribly sick on anything as wild as a merry-go-round. Now I can handle pretty much anything - not quite sure how/when that happened, but I suspect it had to do with circling the Calgary airport for an hour in a plane during a thunderstorm. Ergh.

I'm going a little bit crazy over the ficathon thingie just at the mo. I can honestly say that I've never before had to rewrite five pages because of a fried egg. Stupid eggs.

Although having fried eggs as a running metaphor was probably a little suspect in the first place...

Second Wanderer chapter's been betaed and all, but I'm waiting to post until I've got the third chapter ready to be betaed. Hopefully, I'll get on that this weekend!

No worries about slow replies to comments - in case you hadn't noticed, I do the same myself. Sometimes I reply weeks late and people are all "who are you?" and I laugh nervously and back away.

And thank you for the well-wishes on the exam! Since I'm still fiddling away at the theory requirements for my grade 10, I haven't really looked beyond it yet - but if I continue with my RCM, I'll go for ARCT over performer's. Mostly, of course, because I can't memorize music to save my life. Heehee.

Date: 2007-07-28 01:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] northern_magic
I suspect it had to do with circling the Calgary airport for an hour in a plane during a thunderstorm.
We usually drive. ;-] I think I can handle circling in a plane though. (I used to love merry-go-rounds...that weren't very fast. XD)

I can honestly say that I've never before had to rewrite five pages because of a fried egg. Stupid eggs.
Fried eggs are good. A fried egg as a metaphor for the Milky Way is even better. (That particular talk was rather...different. XD)

Sometimes I reply weeks late and people are all "who are you?" and I laugh nervously and back away.
Haha, I'm deathly afraid of that happening- the universe is usually against me that way, esp on MSN with contacts I never talk to. XD

If I manage to finish grade 10 (which I might not unless I stay in Canada for uni) I think I might go for ARCT as well- just as a backup in case I need...resources. I used to be able to memorise quite quickly, given enough enthusiasm. Now, I think I'll just...work on my improvisation. XD (Hey, it's what I did at my piano recital...when my brain panicked and blanked out...>.<)

Date: 2007-07-28 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eponymous-rose.livejournal.com
I'm forever going to look back at this Ficathon as The One That Got Away, because I was this close to mixing immediately-post-Time-War-angst and fried eggs as a metaphor for self-awareness. :D

I don't even particularly like fried eggs. *confused*

Improvisation is an excellent skill to cultivate, and one which I'm utterly incompetent at. The closest I've come is during a concert when I was playing "Doctor Gradus ad Parnassum", when I flipped a page and the music book very considerately fell off the piano with a big ol' thud. It took me a few seconds to realize that I hadn't missed a beat and was playing from memory. Heehee. (Of course, the only reason I could play it by memory is because that was shortly after my Grade 10 exam. Otherwise, I would've been sunk.)

Oh, and I've heard that the U.S. is considering adopting the RCM system! That'd be really, really nice...

Date: 2010-08-15 12:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] curuchamion.livejournal.com
'Although having fried eggs as a running metaphor was probably a little suspect in the first place...'

Oh, brother. I'm sorry, but I just have to say this: Wouldn't it be more of a runny metaphor?

*ducks and hides*

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