Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Musician's Lament
Having to learn Christmas music in August is definately one of the downsides of being a musician. Why, you ask? Because whenever December rolls around you're absolutely sick of playing and hearing Christmas music. When you enter a store with sleigh bells tinkling merrily along to "Santa Baby" on the speakers, you want to strangle whoever's controlling the sound system. The thought of even touching an instrument with the intention of playing a seasonal song is unthinkable.
Not that I don't like Christmas music. I love Christmas music. It's awesome. It makes me happy.
But playing it for five months straight isn't awesome and doesn't make me happy.
Why practice it so early?
Good question.
Because whenever December DOES roll around, and you happen to be a musician, people will ask you to play. This helps them get into a jolly, happy-go-lucky mood to match the tinsel and ribbons streamed about everywhere. Of course, being a musician, you never want to be caught off guard, so you must be prepared with at least three peices worked to perfection-ish to satisfy their need to Fa-la-la-la-la.
So yes. I've already started my Christmas music. And honestly, it's quite fun at the moment. I gots a new book and this baby has teeth. Hoo boy.
I'm not complaining now. I just might be in five months.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Dear oh dear. It's been a looong time since my last post...that's not good. I'm slacking. Baaaad Haley.

But I don't want to fill up my blog with posts just about how I'm not posting. That would make me the most boring person in the world. (as very wisely stated a few days ago on xkcd) So I think I should probably catch y'all up on my life lately...since I don't really get to see or talk to most of you guys much anymore....which is depressing. And I don't want to be depressing.

So yes. Life. Ahem.


Whatever's left of it. (Good gracious. Was that emo?)

Anyways. After Kaley left, life's been really really quiet. Most of my time has been spent either knitting, daydreaming, playing piano, wishing I was in Ponca, reading, facebooking, editing pictures, daydreamed about being in Ponca, gleefully recieving more of my Great Books in the mail, playing piano, twiddling my thumbs, listening to a certain *ahem* audio file on my phone over and over again(if you don't know, don't ask. "Siiiillly girl" :P), laughing about said audio file, missing Ponca people, finishing ALGEBRA, playing piano, and of course scolding myself about not blogging more...riiiight.

So here I am. Currently listening to a Miaskovsky cello concerto with a tummy full of homemade chocolate chip cookie and a phone that's not being a nice little dear and recieving texts like it should be. If it were not for that last fact, I would be perfectly happy. But I think I'm pretty darn happy anyway...since my BROTHER CAME HOME!

I shall now proceed to prance about happily.
So since he's come home, we really haven't been doing much...but we're planning a trip to Rice village somewhere in the near future, which is plain awesome. If you don't know what Rice village is, it's this couple of blocks in downtown Houston right next to Rice University(hOOt!).
We DID go to Plato's Closet, wherein I purchased two dresses and two skirts for under $40. Yaaaay. Cheap stuff is awesome.
And now, random stuff that doesn't really fit into anywhere else:
Did I mention my phone's flailness at the moment? It's flailing. Epically.
I saw a sign the other day that said "Warning: Danger". Sure gotta watch out for that danger.
I also saw a bus for the middle of nowhere. The big yellow kind that takes little kids and their lunches to kindergarten every morning. That's so what's going on for my sweet 16...what a strange place I live in.