Am loved. Apparently, men at arms–the musical! is getting to be quite a hot item on LJ interest lists. Aww! ::hugs all::
Renata mentioned the song “I will not be afraid of women”, by Dar Williams, so I decided to listen to my a cappella version (Dartmouth Decibelles) this morning. After the song, I continued listening, and I was amused by the song “Kyrie”. For one, the vocall percussion sounded a lot like a woman saying “doom!” over and over. Also, the phrase “burns a gemlike flame” was included in the lyrics, which is from the Walter Pater essay obsessed about in my last English class. Har.
Wow. I just slept 13 1/2 hours straight.
Vote in Rebecca G’s LJ! Pirates vs. Ninjas, yarrrr!
For the Curious:
No pirate!Endless last night, because 1) I wasn’t feeling very inspired, and 2) I can’t draw cowled robes to save my life. Destiny will have to wait a few days. Tonight looks doubtful, as well, as the aforementioned English paper calls. And I want to have some of my own writing done soon so that I’ll have something to show Moni when she gets home. ::schnoogles her partner-in-crime/beta::
And yes, I finally got “Men at Arms–the Musical” on my LJ interests list. Go me.
Inquiry to my muses:
Why am I always at my most inspired when working on English papers? This evening, I was listening to tape three of FoC to check to make sure the quality is good (bah, two slipups. And the other two tapes are perfect! Grrrr), when I was struck with inspiration. I zoomed to Microsoft Word to work it into my story, when I realized “hey, I’m supposed to be working on an English paper right now.”
And my last comparable burst of inspiration occurred midway through my last English paper. And come to think of it, most of my breakthroughs in “Men at Arms” happened when I was attempting to work on my second research paper last year. Good gravy, my muses are fickle.
::wails:: When is Monica coming home? She said on the 10th that she’d only be gone two weeks! ::sniffles:: Wah, miss you, loffie.
I just finished tape 3 of my “Feet of Clay” recording, bringing my total so far to 4 1/2 hours. Page 189 of 357. Yarrr.
I am overcome with the urge to give George W. Bush a swift kick in the head. What is he thinking? Heck, is he thinking?
