August 2nd, 2004
|10:45 am - Back to the grind.|I know you deceived me -- couldn't sleep last night. Now my tear-stains on the wall reflect an ugly sight. I don't know why. I was up quite late, forced myself to go to bed, had trouble falling asleep, and then woke up around 4:00 AM and didn't sleep again. My eyes are a little sore but otherwise I feel fine. This is probably my karmic retribution for keeping Nate awake all night long. I assembled a new bookcase and didn't find out until I was finished that Nate (whose bedroom is directly below mine) had gone to bed really early -- before I started.
The bookcase was something I've been putting off purchasing for awhile, but it needed to be done. The last straw came yesterday when I went to Half Price Books on the west side and redeemed the gift certificate I'd gotten for my birthday on stuff I'd never otherwise buy -- $50.47 worth. I had a conversation with the girl behind the counter who was lamenting the fact that the second season of Twin Peaks doesn't seem to be coming out any time soon. I told her to consider getting it from SuperHappyFun.com, but I'm sure she won't. Incidentally, SuperHappyFun is the place to go if you're looking for the Star Wars Holiday Special, you sicko.
Anyway, I'm back at work today for the first time in nearly two weeks (unless you count when I stopped in on Friday to pick up my paycheck and go through my e-mail (I filled out a timecard claiming 12 minutes of work, and my boss denied it)). I'm glad to see that I'm not as swamped as I could be. Not that I'm not swamped, though -- I should not be posting to my livejournal right now. Still, vacation in South Dakota was a good thing. I have about a million phone calls to return, and will probably wind up making a trip to Janesville to hang out with Tom (for the first time since mid-June) and another to see ribsinbacon. I should probably also make good on my promises to get together with agaysexicon, fuzzyinthehead, and evil_jim.
In case anybody who cares hasn't checked, I uploaded August's MP3 of the Month yesterday. I decided to try my hand at writing a piece of music that's meant to be played backwards, and Answer is the result. It's a musical palindrome -- the notes are the same forwards as they are backwards. I considered making it a true sonic palindrome by recording the first half of the piece, and appending a reversed version of itself to the end, but I think I like it better this way. If you have the software (and care enough to do it), you can reverse the file and hear that the instruments are piano and harp.
If, on the other hand, you're looking to download an MP3 that I didn't compose, I suggest that you check out this guy, who has combined Mmm Bop by Hanson and In My Life by The Beatles into a (not quite as bad as you'd think) mess called In Mmmy Bop Life. Actually, I'm lying -- I don't suggest that you download it, but I want somebody else to experience my pain.
Current Mood: working
Current Music: Seal -- Kiss from a Rose (on the Muzak at work)
|Date:||August 2nd, 2004 04:05 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Star Wars Holiday Special = Mmmm Ow.
Consider the description from the site:
November 17,1978 - A day that many Star Wars fans would like to forget and many more would like to remember. Complete with commercials.
Apparently there's a market for it. Who knew?
If I don't see you Friday, I'll either cry or kick your ass. (If there is a damned good reason that you can't come Friday, tell me now. Please)
No, actually I am totally planning on being there Friday. Ellen too, probably, if it's alright.
I cool with Ellen being there. She's cool.
But the question is: "Is Ellen cool with Ellen being cool there?"
I'm pretty sure Ellen's cool with being there, but we still don't know whether or not she will be. Her friend Shelly is also celebrating her birthday tomorrow night, and (I just spoke to Ellen) Shelly has still not confirmed what their plan is. On top of this, Ellen's not feeling well tonight, so she may end up staying home tomorrow. Either way, we both wish you a happy birthday. Not you, Nick. We're talking to Liz.