Well, here I am.
Mar. 12th, 2005 01:34 amAnother birthday, slipping into my life like a whisper. I still seem to be young enough to delight in them, and am happily willing for people to throw me parties and sent presents.
The gig tonight was good, our Drunken Lawyers as ever a delight of a well paying job. I overspent this month, so it makes up the lack instead of going toward the Take Mom to Europe fund, but still nice. The sets were not as tight as we could be, and there is a definite Y chromasome pair disorder called Working Sound System in which they lose the ability to judge sound levels. The disorder seems to include that if you pack a big, heavy speaker in, it must be plugged in and turned on and used. No matter what. At the end of the night, Mark announced what we should have done. Which Julia and I suggested at the beginning of the evening. Girls exchange glances, roll eyes, shake heads slightly. It seems endemic. May have to purchase a sound system one day for scientific research about the prevalence of knob turning as corresponding with lack of frontal lobe activity. Still, on the whole, a positive experience. We vowed to hit O'Niell's more often for the Sunday jam session as well.
Resolutions - continuing on Jan 1 trends. I will be happier this year. I will dance more. I will make more music. I will laugh more. Having just noticed tiny smile lines that were not there in December, I will make them deeper. I will talk more with friends, and ask them about their lives. I will go to yoga more often, because it hurts like crazy still for the next two days. I will make it to tango more than once on the quarter. I will finish 4 projects that I already have started. I will get the paint in my room and the bathroom trimmed up to my satisfaction. I will learn to tile. I will paint italian pasta bowls. I will get rid of white walls in living room. I will pot up an herb garden and keep it alive until the first snow.
I will take the last line of Kama Sutra to heart: As Raisa says, "Life is right in any case. My heart is as open as the sky."
The gig tonight was good, our Drunken Lawyers as ever a delight of a well paying job. I overspent this month, so it makes up the lack instead of going toward the Take Mom to Europe fund, but still nice. The sets were not as tight as we could be, and there is a definite Y chromasome pair disorder called Working Sound System in which they lose the ability to judge sound levels. The disorder seems to include that if you pack a big, heavy speaker in, it must be plugged in and turned on and used. No matter what. At the end of the night, Mark announced what we should have done. Which Julia and I suggested at the beginning of the evening. Girls exchange glances, roll eyes, shake heads slightly. It seems endemic. May have to purchase a sound system one day for scientific research about the prevalence of knob turning as corresponding with lack of frontal lobe activity. Still, on the whole, a positive experience. We vowed to hit O'Niell's more often for the Sunday jam session as well.
Resolutions - continuing on Jan 1 trends. I will be happier this year. I will dance more. I will make more music. I will laugh more. Having just noticed tiny smile lines that were not there in December, I will make them deeper. I will talk more with friends, and ask them about their lives. I will go to yoga more often, because it hurts like crazy still for the next two days. I will make it to tango more than once on the quarter. I will finish 4 projects that I already have started. I will get the paint in my room and the bathroom trimmed up to my satisfaction. I will learn to tile. I will paint italian pasta bowls. I will get rid of white walls in living room. I will pot up an herb garden and keep it alive until the first snow.
I will take the last line of Kama Sutra to heart: As Raisa says, "Life is right in any case. My heart is as open as the sky."
Have a wonderfuil Birthday
Date: 2005-03-12 11:22 am (UTC)I wish you a wonderful birthday... If you are anywhere near London (or even UK), drop us a line. We|ll bne happy to pamper you with Indian food. Or Chinese. Or Italian. Onlys the English food can|t really be recommended.
Writing also to tell you Flechette, your baby, is considered "gorgeous" by all male and female beta readers of my current book. People absolutely adore her - as did I. :)
Yeah, and deepen those smile lines. :) Start right now. :)
I'll help.
Date: 2005-03-13 10:00 am (UTC)