the joys of being a slug
i'd think you wouldn't have to worry about much. you just go and do your own thing. maybe salt. salt you'd have to watch out for. then again, i'd be a bad slug because i like salt.
i don't really know where that was going. i think i was just trying to talk about being lazy and stuff, but then started talking about slugs. i'm such a weirdo.
i really need to get back into my groove. practicing...i just can't focus anymore. my head goes everywhere. my fingers shake..i just can't get my head back in the game. and i'm suffering. i'm last chair this semester. i'm not making any progress on the worst concerto known to man; haydn in c.
i'm starting to view my life as the rest of my life, you know? the future isn't just some distant star on the horizon. it is impending. it knocks on my door. i no longer speculate as to what i'm doing, i plan. i worry. what am i going to do for a job? where will i live? will i have a husband and children?
i know not to worry. i have God on my side. but i can't help it...the future is such a grand and beautiful and frightning idea..
posted by bartholdy's slave @ 11:37
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i wouldn't go for trombone, it is completely different than the baritone. trumpet i could understand because the valves are basically the same. but you have to learn a whole different system for trombone. yikes.
if i was a slug, i would be your friend
you're the only one i actually know personally who knows it exists. that's enough for me. :)
i think not knowing the future bugs me because i like to know how things are going to end before they do...i went to a lecture where this guy spoked about what it would be like if we could see our future.
most people do like to know how things are going to end before they do; that is why they turn to things like astrology. we really need to just accept the fact that we can't know the future, because we couldn't understand it and we are not meant to. human arrogance tells us otherwise, but that doesn't mean its right.
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