Catch Up

Currently in Earphones: "Partition" Soundtrack by Brian Tyler

So I had a wonderful time with the ladyfriend this past weekend, though I caught her cold. Though having pancakes for breakfast, lying in the grass in the Arboretum, and holding hands while drinking tea more than made up for it.

However, let it be said that I do like to get paid for work. Missing my normal hours on account of being told, in a good-natured fashion, to "Go away until you're not contagious," does make me worried. Especially since I had 7 perfectly good sick hours snatched away from me on account of the fact that they were earned in a different department. Robbery, I say.

Need to start work on my papers for Origins of Rhetoric and Medieval Latin. That AND the Berkeley Tournament this weekend AND me being sick may be a little much, but I'll be damned if I miss the third Collegiate tournament for the third time in a row.

And now, a wide change in topics due to my disease-addled brain: This looks really awesome and I want one. And it ages, like a fine wine. The light actually AGES. Flippin' sweet.

Also, my newest flash game fixation: Vector Tower Defense. I can't seem to get past level 40...on the easy maps. Anyone out there with some strategy?

Yeah, that's about it. More after the ensuing academic and athletic craziness.

Enough, More Later.
- James

Halfway out of the hole...

Currently in Earphones: The actually underwhelming score (punctuated by the now ubiquitous Lady of Soundtrack Sorrow) to The Passion of the Christ by John Debney


Gah! I hate being sick! I managed to make it to at least one of my classes today, but I still slept through the first two of them. Let's see how the rest of the week goes.

First off, some links for y'all...

Movies in 15 Minutes - Somewhat short and hilarious summaries of Current movies by the wonderful and talented Cleolinda Jones. I'd love to get her book (which encapsulates 10 older movies), but until then will be constantly amused by her renditions of 300, Troy, and V for Vendetta (Not to mention Phantom of the Opera).

VisualDNA - Because we need another site that charts your personality and matches you up with others, but this is more clever.

Secondly, I'm frikin' tired. Bed and I will update more when I'm not so bone-weary.


Enough, More Later.
- James

Sick as a Dog

Currently in Earphones: Early American Choral Music; Volume 2, by Various Artists.


So Sunday evening I went over to the other side of the house to play some rounds of Super Smash Brothers Melee with Bishop and Toes, but when I went back to my side, I started to feel that familiar tickle and ache in my throat that signaled and oncoming malady.

Over the next few days I was alternately completely laid out and unable to do anything, or just barely functioning enough to attend a class or two before crashing. It was particularly nasty because every other day I felt like I was on the verge of kicking it, but then I started to spiral down again the next day and had to cancel all my plans.

And of course, this weekend is the UCD Fencing Tourney, which I'm having to miss such that I might get better faster. I'm hoping to be able to be well enough to attend the team events Sunday, but I honestly don't know how I'm gonna feel when the time comes.

In other news, classes are going as well as can be expected. The Baroque Ensemble is going to have it's performance on the 29th, and I've got rehearsals for it Monday, Wednesday and Friday next week, so that should be fun. The upshot is that we're performing some pieces that feature the fantastic bass singer who joined the EME last year for the Rossi Oratorio (the bass that made Anja's Cello strings vibrate in sympathy when he sang). It looks to be neat, but we've got a lot of music to cover between now and then.

Other than that, everything is fine and dandy. My parents will be coming up to feed me chicken soup and get me more medicine, and I'm just gonna take it easy. I'm a little worried about the shindig that will be happening tonight, namely in the amount of people coming and how late it will go. We'll get to that when I comes, I suppose.


Enough, More Later.
- James