It's one of those river kids...

Started writing a play...


Don't really know what it's about yet...


There are frogs, and poor royals, and rhubarb pie...

"Good Lord, this day is eating right through me, I swear"

Ugh, sick, and it's show week, and I have essays to finish, and no motivation.


I'd rather be conversing in a pizza place about ideal things, ethics.  Or learning to listen to The National, breakthrough bands, breakup albums.


Here's something Handel-like:

The Child, Handel

CONCORDIA ONE ACTS:

April 1 and April 2, 2011

7:00pm

Concordia University College of Alberta

Pay what you can

A play I wrote named The Child, Handel (after the above painting by Margaret Isabel Dicksee) will be featured along with a comedy sketch by Kendra and her sister, the dazzling antics of Erik and Justin, and possibly "A Little Priest" sung by Clint and Erika? You'll have to come in order to find out.

where do we go from here...

Thoughts of the week:

1. Why do I spend so much time worrying about why I'm here when there are so many people to love?

2. Teaching a 400- level class about Marxist theory using chalk pictures was an unparalleled presenting experience.

3. By living in the future, one misses the present; speeding to the end of a vignette is a lamentable waste.

4. Meditation 17, John Donne.  Translation.

5. I wanted to be a musician, a writer, a wall, a punk, a superhero, a plastic, a dirt, a light.  But I'm already something that has one name, no labels.

6. Robot sentience is a subject we had never talked about.

7. Angels and Demons cannot separate me from the love that I have in Christ Jesus.

And I've been addicted to Radiohead this week.  Here's the title track from their album "The Bends":

**Love God Music**

I have fallen in love. With Taylor.  And since I don't know any boys named Taylor, this doesn't mean I'm going to be dating anytime soon. And goodness no, I speak not of suddenly taking a liking to the music of Taylor Swift. The Taylor I mean is one of the many fine specimens hanging out in your corner music store, the Taylor that melted my heart with the first chord. *sigh*  Never did a guitar resonate so gorgeously as that one.

God answered a prayer today, that was pretty cool.  Something small, but it's nice to know He's listening even when it doesn't feel like it.

And since I'm off Facebook during the week, Musical Thursdays'll become Musical Sundays here:  Week Three - Adele

since i'm not feeling particularly angsty at the moment...

This was my altogether medium day:


Woke up at 4:30 - went back to bed.


Woke up at 5:30 - told my ride to the Rock I couldn't go.  Went back to bed.


Woke up at 7:30 - from some whacked out dream involving my mom and my sister and I coming across two of my friends in a restaurant booth.


Concordia - handed in an assignment, hung with friends in Tegler, signed up for early registration, worked in the B&W office


Work - coffee roasting, hot chocolate, drawing chalk pictures with some community kids that came by


Friends! - went to the Wee Book Inn on 118th: they have a cat there? And picked up a mere five classics and a Radiohead album (finally!); also went grocery shopping and talked with the cashier Tina about books


Home - supper, guitar, Facebook, Marxism


And now...?  Don't know.  Tempted to hide from the world in a book for a while.


But here's a picture of my Mission Team! Ye-Yeah!  We're having a coffeehouse 7pm on Friday at Concordia: people'll be sharing their experiences from the trip and there will be musical performances by members of this year's Mission Team!