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why yes, i *do* like the sound of my own voice
lucypevensie
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September 2009
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why yes, i *do* like the sound of my own voice [userpic]
The best of times, the wost of times...

Went to hear Kenneth Tse's recital. It was awesome.

In the middle of one of the longer pieces, I was glancing over the notes on the program. A few writers were cited as extolling the sweetness and beauty of Mr. Tse's tone, which was indeed remarkable. I tried for a few minutes to remember; I knew there was someone I'd heard once who could easily rival if not surpass that tone. Then I remembered: Oh, yeah; Corey.
Then I remembered: Corey's dead.
Then I realized: Exactly a year and a half today.

At the following reception I got to hang out with the SAI's; decided I am going to pledge ASAP because they're just fun people. Ate lots of chocolate orange segments, drank punch, and consumed yummy trail mix and yummy chocolate-dipped shortbread thingummys.

Came home in a wonderful mood. Promptly shot down because Gator (freaky tennis-racket guy) sent me another rose up (just when i'd started to hope he'd forgotten about me and i wouldn't have to deal with it.) Fortunately, said rose seems to have passed through at least five or six people before it got to me, so i feel adequately removed. I also wish he'd quit killing roses. Roses are way, way better on bushes.

Extremely nervous about this weekend, only because i don't know what's going on.
Aaugh...

Current Mood: wistful
Current Music: Goodbye Stranger - Supertramp