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Sunday, June 5, 2011

Well, there's good news and bad news.

The good news is that Operation: Classy Husband began today. I spent three hours educating myself RE: classical composers. I discovered the musical stylings of Liszt, Dvorak, and Bartok and, boy, am I glad I did!

I've never really been super into instrumental music. I am a primarily language-based person, so it's natural for me to prefer lyrics. However, I discovered a form that is pretty similar to singer/instrument -- the concerto.

As it turns out, "concerto" isn't just a pretentious way to say "concert." A concerto usually consists of one instrument playing with the accompaniment of an orchestra. The most common concertos are written for piano, violin, or cello -- and, though I love the piano, I prefer the last two. Why, you ask? Because they sound like human voices! There is a certain graininess to string instruments that sounds very similar to the textures found in the voice. For that reason, these compositions are a lot more accessible to me, as a listener who is more accustomed to music that contains singing.

Another of today's successful O: CH-related adventures was a trip to the library with Mom and Zoe, where I got two novels and (more importantly) two philosophical treatises. The first is by Hannah Arendt, and the second is a collection of important questions posed by philosophers throughout history, as well as any answers they were able to come up with.

I'm really quite happy. I can feel my little academic soul trilling with excitement. (In case you haven't figured it out, I'm a super-enormous nerd.)

Now, for the bad news, which is actually pretty trivial.

Item 1: I have mad cabin fever. I need to get out of this house.

Item 2: It is impossible for me to read after sundown because (A) our house is suffering from a severe light-bulb deficiency and (B) the bulbs we do possess are so dim, I'm beginning to wonder if they were designed to light the corridors of haunted houses.

Item 3: Poverty. I'm in it. This month I have to pay my cell phone bill, get my radiator replaced, get a safety inspection (which my poor little car may/may not pass...), and pay to have my car registered. Mom and Dad said they could help me out a little if I would clean out one of the storage rooms in the basement. However, now that I've taken into consideration the fact that (A) I'm much too short to reach the majority of the shelves, (B) it looks like the Room of Requirement in there and (C) I am fundamentally opposed to cleaning up messes that I did not make, I'm not sure if it'd be worth it...

And that's really all for today.

(P.S. -- according to that book, Love Signs, Sufjan Stevens really could be my soul mate [he's a Cancer, I'm a Virgo]. I find this awesome.)

1 comment:

  1. hah i feel the same way . i come home from being away at school fro a year, and my mom tries to make me clean, its obviously not even close to being my mess, since i havent lived here for a year, no thank you ! and IM A VIRGO too! no wonder i love you so much ! hahah

    p.s your attracting a mate goals, are good, i might have to steal some.[:

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