I love this song and have heard it many, many times in the past few days.

Ladies & gentlemen, it finally feels like spring.

You know what I think? I think I have a big problem with trust. Like Thomas Crown, I trust myself implicitly. Outside of that, I believe I can count on one hand the other people I trust. Is that right? Should that number be larger?

I've taken to writing out all the things I have to do/accomplish for the day ahead. Maybe I just like being able ( Read more... )

How does one go about purchasing an island? I intend to need this information at some point in the future. Also, does the island come with cable or is that extra? These are the questions America wants answered.

I have deprived myself long enough - I do solemnly swear that next week I will convert my DKJAMZ tape into .mp3s, as it has been ( Read more... )

Form follows function follows form follows function follows form.

I believe my earliest memories are from when I was three years old - I don't think I'd mind being there again. I think I was quite good at playing quietly when I needed to. I've always thought of that as one of my musical strengths, too, come to think of it.

...rather like a habit ( Read more... )

...Hit it.

Thursday is over...ahhhh. It's always nice when the "hardest day" is done. My perception of difficulty is totally fucked, though, as this would have been a light day in my schedules of the last three years. It's hard to believe I survived some of the schedules I inflicked upon myslef. Now three things on the same day is "hard." What ( Read more... )

Yesterday evening and this afternoon I sat down and wrote some music for my composition lesson. But this time I got to write something that approaches the kind of music I want to write. Not some piece for a wierd ensemble of random instruments that nobody will ever listen to, not some abstract sound piece...not something that I have to refer to ( Read more... )

Wha'd'ya think - should I go for it? =P

...and we'll assume that's short for "Here I am - rock you like a hurricane."

I used the word cloistered to describe my life a few weeks ago, and it was honest. Short of cool robes and a vow I'm a monk five days of the week. I don't think that's a healthy way to live, and it seems there's been a bit of a resurgance in everyone I know writing in ( Read more... )

Dear LiveJournal,

Yesterday, for the first time in months, I decided I'd write a real entry. So I did: It had feelings, observations, humor...all the elements of a well-crafter, "return to form" entry. I was pleased with it, and pleased that I would be once again communicating with the outside world.

And then you destroyed it. I apparently hit ( Read more... )