Not bad for, um, three hours.
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eponymous_rosePhew. What a lunch break.
Decided to dash off to the public library downtown over lunch (via the subway - hooray! I'm such a little kid when it comes to trains.), then spent an inordinate amount of time trying to decipher their CD-cataloguing system, which turned out not to correspond with the system used on their website. Eventually, I just sort of gave up and left empty-handed.
On the way back to work, I noticed an advertisement for the bus line I take to travel to my parents' house. "Oh-ho!" thought I, "and here I am with no more tickets!" So I got off early, ran over to the depot, and waited half an hour for the lady at the counter to figure out how to get a pack of tickets ready for me.
Once I had those in hand, I trudged back through the rain to the subway and managed to get back on campus without further incident. I then snatched up some food, grabbed my violin, and brazened my way into the Education-students-only practice rooms (important lesson - if you smile and wave to strangers, they'll generally assume you're meant to be there). What followed was a full hour of screechy, shaky "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". I managed to get the hiccups halfway through (and, while "Twinkle Twinkle *hic*bangtwang" is pretty catchy, it's just not the same) and had to escape in search of water. By the time I returned, of course, my room had been taken, so I had to sneak around and find another one. I then very cleverly slammed my finger in the door - fortunately, it didn't much hamper the Schubert sonata I played (on the piano, mind) to boost my self-esteem.
Phew. Now I get to sit around, listen to music, and make graphs for the next few hours. Huzzah!
(No, I'm not being sarcastic. That's the scary part. I loves me some graphs.)
Really, I just wanted an excuse to use my mood theme again, because "rushed" is so dang amusing. Heehee!
Decided to dash off to the public library downtown over lunch (via the subway - hooray! I'm such a little kid when it comes to trains.), then spent an inordinate amount of time trying to decipher their CD-cataloguing system, which turned out not to correspond with the system used on their website. Eventually, I just sort of gave up and left empty-handed.
On the way back to work, I noticed an advertisement for the bus line I take to travel to my parents' house. "Oh-ho!" thought I, "and here I am with no more tickets!" So I got off early, ran over to the depot, and waited half an hour for the lady at the counter to figure out how to get a pack of tickets ready for me.
Once I had those in hand, I trudged back through the rain to the subway and managed to get back on campus without further incident. I then snatched up some food, grabbed my violin, and brazened my way into the Education-students-only practice rooms (important lesson - if you smile and wave to strangers, they'll generally assume you're meant to be there). What followed was a full hour of screechy, shaky "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". I managed to get the hiccups halfway through (and, while "Twinkle Twinkle *hic*bangtwang" is pretty catchy, it's just not the same) and had to escape in search of water. By the time I returned, of course, my room had been taken, so I had to sneak around and find another one. I then very cleverly slammed my finger in the door - fortunately, it didn't much hamper the Schubert sonata I played (on the piano, mind) to boost my self-esteem.
Phew. Now I get to sit around, listen to music, and make graphs for the next few hours. Huzzah!
(No, I'm not being sarcastic. That's the scary part. I loves me some graphs.)
Really, I just wanted an excuse to use my mood theme again, because "rushed" is so dang amusing. Heehee!
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Date: 2010-08-13 10:33 pm (UTC)