Friday was a lot of walking around looking for material. I called ahead to "Fabric Africa" and they said they had muslin. I went there. What they meant by "we have muslin" was that they had a lump of white-ish fabric in the corner of their store on a stool that they were using as a cushion. It was stained and in three pieces. "How many yards do you want? You know we have beads, too right?" At least on the way home I won 100+ pounds at a kabob place off of Wellington. I bought cologne, deodorant, and an ironing board to celebrate. I eventually found some decent material in an alley over by a market far away. An old man in a plaid suit almost got ran over by a red van.
Saturday I went to the Barbican library but didn't have an proof of residency to check stuff out so i had to photocopy everything so I could finish my "report" this weekend. They have cd's you can rent for basically 1 dollar a week, loads of scores, and practice rooms. I've decided to start practicing three times a week so in a year i can say, "Dang!! I'm glad i practiced!" You know, when I end up on skid row with 2342934y92837$$$ in debt and need something to do at night. ie. play in a community orchestra. Skid Row Chamber Winds under the direction of Penelope R. Martinez. Does anybody have anything at measure 14?? Oboe player swats a fly and tuba player sneezes blood.
Saturday I also went to see "The Long Christmas Dinner" by Hindemith. It was really, really good. I can't remember the last good theatre/opera thing i've seen. When I got home I checked the mail.
Today is Sunday. I finished my muslin sample and wrote my "report." I forgot to mention I finished reading "A Million Little Pieces" for my Cultural Studies class. You know, where we had to basically do anything and review it. I decided to read a book because that is what I usually wouldn't do. Then last week we had a meeting with class and they "reminded" us that it had to be about London. So as I was turning the last page, "Don't read that!" So I wrote a 1000 worder on 3 Reich conerts I saw at the Barbican right when I got here in early October. The paper pretty much sucks but that is why tomorrow we have a class on how to research and write. That sort of information will be good to know. I'm not sure whether I'm joking.
Here are some pix of my pig sty.
Saturday I went to the Barbican library but didn't have an proof of residency to check stuff out so i had to photocopy everything so I could finish my "report" this weekend. They have cd's you can rent for basically 1 dollar a week, loads of scores, and practice rooms. I've decided to start practicing three times a week so in a year i can say, "Dang!! I'm glad i practiced!" You know, when I end up on skid row with 2342934y92837$$$ in debt and need something to do at night. ie. play in a community orchestra. Skid Row Chamber Winds under the direction of Penelope R. Martinez. Does anybody have anything at measure 14?? Oboe player swats a fly and tuba player sneezes blood.
Saturday I also went to see "The Long Christmas Dinner" by Hindemith. It was really, really good. I can't remember the last good theatre/opera thing i've seen. When I got home I checked the mail.
Today is Sunday. I finished my muslin sample and wrote my "report." I forgot to mention I finished reading "A Million Little Pieces" for my Cultural Studies class. You know, where we had to basically do anything and review it. I decided to read a book because that is what I usually wouldn't do. Then last week we had a meeting with class and they "reminded" us that it had to be about London. So as I was turning the last page, "Don't read that!" So I wrote a 1000 worder on 3 Reich conerts I saw at the Barbican right when I got here in early October. The paper pretty much sucks but that is why tomorrow we have a class on how to research and write. That sort of information will be good to know. I'm not sure whether I'm joking.
Here are some pix of my pig sty.
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