Organizing my Music, organizing my life
2 Comments Published by Oh Wayward One on 17 September 2009 at 9/17/2009 11:44:00 am.
...is a frickin nightmare! I've got so much damn music! All these mp3s that need organizing! Hell I have a 16G iPhone and it still won't fit everything - so I have bits and pieces on the iPhone, I have bits in my iTunes, I have a bunch on the computer, some on CD, everywhere... it's everywhere! And I am so NOT a clutter-hound, I like my stuff organized. So this is just weighing on my conscience that I have stuff all scattered about, some of which I haven't even listened to.
Just another thing to add to the bloody list. grrrrrrr.
I miss my friends again. Am just thinking all the time about Adelly's impending singlehood and how many cool things she's going to be going out and about and doing... all the live music, all the dinners and arts & cinema events, etc etc. I tell you what it's darn near enough for me to want to move to Houston. And then there's everyone in DC... again, enough with the Restaurant Weeks and Cinemas on the Greens and rooftop parties already! you're killin me, kids, you're killin me! Can't everyone just stop having fun until I get some?!?! Sometimes I still think of living in DC one day, but am still completely clueless as to what I could actually DO as a JOB there... and the amount of money I would have to make in order to have the lifestyle we have become accustomed to is just mind boggling. not sure how that one would pan out.
Yesterday I came home from my very long, very hot, very sandy, very exhausting weekly trip up to the Dust Bowl of BW, stripped down, jumped in the pool, and thought about how nice it would be, if this time next year Adelly and Brandon would be here and we would be sipping pina coladas (ok that might be an overshot, let's say boxed wine, or hell, a nice Bombay martini - I can make those) on my big flat rock out in front of our house, watching the sunset and planning to do the same thing again tomorrow. Ahhhhh, other people's vacations... how enjoyable they are for me!
I was talking to T & A on the phone the other day and again reminded of how BAD i want to go to their wedding in Aus... again, another rendezvous with great friends and some TIME OFF for me and the Mr., which would soooooooooo do me good... but alas we're still passportless over here on the Joo front. GAG! Not to mention the surprise party for M. that I really want to go to in Joburg in October - hell I just need to get to SA soon, that would be enough for me. Some civilization, some good food, some friends... ahhh
It is ALMOST the Mr.'s birthday!
OK bad segue, but.... I am back in the throes of studying. I have committed to myself that this semester I will not let everything pile up into one big cluster f%$@ that kills me at the end of November. So I am off and running again with the wake-up-1-hr-early strategy. AND I need to come up with a thesis topic. Haven't got a clue on that one yet.
On the Animal Peeps front, I just can NOT get motivated to write articles and to update the website. It's also weighing on my conscience. I hate having that kind of guilt. The kind of guilt where you know you should be doin something and you know that something is actually not rocket science nor is it terribly time consuming or painful, but you still just can't bring yourself to kick it off. That's like the "you're pathetic" type of guilt. Not the "you've royally f'ed up" type or the "can't sleep at night" type, but more like this nagging, "you're lazy and lame and just get it over already" type. What is my problem!? I am so dilligent about everything else... this is my last year on the committee, so I only have to get through 5 more months or so... come ONnnnnnn!
One thing is for certain, I have definitely learned to stop taking too much on. Damn, I mean one needs some time to stop and smell the roses for pete's sake! I gotta have time to strum the banjo and sit on that big flat rock and drink sundowners. My yoga teacher is pressuring me to do Teacher Training (which by the by would include me taking a MONTH of my time down in the Cape... as if!) because SHE's pissing off and there's no one else in town who can fill her shoes... I nearly caught myself agreeing to consider it, the other night after class.... why? Because I CANT SAY NO! Which, ironically, is exactly what I give my dear husband a lecture about nearly every other day. Hello pot, it's me, kettle. But then as I drove home the first sentence of this paragraph came to my mind (probably as I was just getting ready to give the Mr. a lecture about it!) and I think I can get up the balls to firmly, yet politely, decline... the next time the subject comes up. The difference is that The Mr's weakness is all work-related, and mine is all personal-life related. The geriatric string quartet is probably going to call me up next month when Violinist gets back, and guess what I'm gonna say "YES!" Of course I am! Because I CANT SAY NO! ughhhhh. Can someone just sign me up for a class in how to say "no"?..... I'm sure I could squeeze it in somewhere.... oh wait....
Frickin Kanye. What a jackass. And Serena. Both of them. Idiots.
OH but you know what I'm looking forward to... a few weeks from now.... which involves neither international travel nor saying YES to inflating my already annoyingly full schedule.... the annual Greek Night right here in G-city! We have missed it 2 years in a row now because we were gone. FINALLY, it's at a good time, AND 2 of our new friends from the Hash are actual Greeks so we will go with them & sit at a big fun table with other Hashers. Plus there's free babysitting at the venue. Awesome. Tzaziki, Bouzouki, and plate-breaking. Now that's my kinda event. OK sure you shouldn't have to pay 400 bucks to break plates and eat garlic, but hey I love Greece and need to be with my people!
In the meantime we bought a yuppyland 1-BR condo on the Plaza in KCMO and I have to say I envy my future renters because this place is fantastic. I also have to thank SheofDC for letting us borrow her bank account (since my pathetic hometown bank will not do int'l transfers!!) to run the money through. But other than that little glitch, it all went down smooth as silk and I highly recommend buying property in cash because boy howdy if that doesn't help you drive a good bargain in these times of financial turmoil and property owners needing the cold hard green stuff. Compared to our place in Ireland (mortgage, etc), this thing went off like butter. One of my brother's friends may rent it straight away and if so, then hey, it was no sweat off my back from start to finish. Touch wood.
That's all for now.
Just another thing to add to the bloody list. grrrrrrr.
I miss my friends again. Am just thinking all the time about Adelly's impending singlehood and how many cool things she's going to be going out and about and doing... all the live music, all the dinners and arts & cinema events, etc etc. I tell you what it's darn near enough for me to want to move to Houston. And then there's everyone in DC... again, enough with the Restaurant Weeks and Cinemas on the Greens and rooftop parties already! you're killin me, kids, you're killin me! Can't everyone just stop having fun until I get some?!?! Sometimes I still think of living in DC one day, but am still completely clueless as to what I could actually DO as a JOB there... and the amount of money I would have to make in order to have the lifestyle we have become accustomed to is just mind boggling. not sure how that one would pan out.
Yesterday I came home from my very long, very hot, very sandy, very exhausting weekly trip up to the Dust Bowl of BW, stripped down, jumped in the pool, and thought about how nice it would be, if this time next year Adelly and Brandon would be here and we would be sipping pina coladas (ok that might be an overshot, let's say boxed wine, or hell, a nice Bombay martini - I can make those) on my big flat rock out in front of our house, watching the sunset and planning to do the same thing again tomorrow. Ahhhhh, other people's vacations... how enjoyable they are for me!
I was talking to T & A on the phone the other day and again reminded of how BAD i want to go to their wedding in Aus... again, another rendezvous with great friends and some TIME OFF for me and the Mr., which would soooooooooo do me good... but alas we're still passportless over here on the Joo front. GAG! Not to mention the surprise party for M. that I really want to go to in Joburg in October - hell I just need to get to SA soon, that would be enough for me. Some civilization, some good food, some friends... ahhh
It is ALMOST the Mr.'s birthday!
OK bad segue, but.... I am back in the throes of studying. I have committed to myself that this semester I will not let everything pile up into one big cluster f%$@ that kills me at the end of November. So I am off and running again with the wake-up-1-hr-early strategy. AND I need to come up with a thesis topic. Haven't got a clue on that one yet.
On the Animal Peeps front, I just can NOT get motivated to write articles and to update the website. It's also weighing on my conscience. I hate having that kind of guilt. The kind of guilt where you know you should be doin something and you know that something is actually not rocket science nor is it terribly time consuming or painful, but you still just can't bring yourself to kick it off. That's like the "you're pathetic" type of guilt. Not the "you've royally f'ed up" type or the "can't sleep at night" type, but more like this nagging, "you're lazy and lame and just get it over already" type. What is my problem!? I am so dilligent about everything else... this is my last year on the committee, so I only have to get through 5 more months or so... come ONnnnnnn!
One thing is for certain, I have definitely learned to stop taking too much on. Damn, I mean one needs some time to stop and smell the roses for pete's sake! I gotta have time to strum the banjo and sit on that big flat rock and drink sundowners. My yoga teacher is pressuring me to do Teacher Training (which by the by would include me taking a MONTH of my time down in the Cape... as if!) because SHE's pissing off and there's no one else in town who can fill her shoes... I nearly caught myself agreeing to consider it, the other night after class.... why? Because I CANT SAY NO! Which, ironically, is exactly what I give my dear husband a lecture about nearly every other day. Hello pot, it's me, kettle. But then as I drove home the first sentence of this paragraph came to my mind (probably as I was just getting ready to give the Mr. a lecture about it!) and I think I can get up the balls to firmly, yet politely, decline... the next time the subject comes up. The difference is that The Mr's weakness is all work-related, and mine is all personal-life related. The geriatric string quartet is probably going to call me up next month when Violinist gets back, and guess what I'm gonna say "YES!" Of course I am! Because I CANT SAY NO! ughhhhh. Can someone just sign me up for a class in how to say "no"?..... I'm sure I could squeeze it in somewhere.... oh wait....
Frickin Kanye. What a jackass. And Serena. Both of them. Idiots.
OH but you know what I'm looking forward to... a few weeks from now.... which involves neither international travel nor saying YES to inflating my already annoyingly full schedule.... the annual Greek Night right here in G-city! We have missed it 2 years in a row now because we were gone. FINALLY, it's at a good time, AND 2 of our new friends from the Hash are actual Greeks so we will go with them & sit at a big fun table with other Hashers. Plus there's free babysitting at the venue. Awesome. Tzaziki, Bouzouki, and plate-breaking. Now that's my kinda event. OK sure you shouldn't have to pay 400 bucks to break plates and eat garlic, but hey I love Greece and need to be with my people!
In the meantime we bought a yuppyland 1-BR condo on the Plaza in KCMO and I have to say I envy my future renters because this place is fantastic. I also have to thank SheofDC for letting us borrow her bank account (since my pathetic hometown bank will not do int'l transfers!!) to run the money through. But other than that little glitch, it all went down smooth as silk and I highly recommend buying property in cash because boy howdy if that doesn't help you drive a good bargain in these times of financial turmoil and property owners needing the cold hard green stuff. Compared to our place in Ireland (mortgage, etc), this thing went off like butter. One of my brother's friends may rent it straight away and if so, then hey, it was no sweat off my back from start to finish. Touch wood.
That's all for now.
Labels: animal peeps, mis amigos, music
NOOOOOOOO! Nyet! No No! No No No No No No No No No!!!!!!!
Just helping you practice a little.
Can you work a few practice sessions into your schedule?
Screw DC and its appalling high cost of living and unfortunate proximity to the lying weasels who attempt to run this country! Come to the great country of TEXAS where the living is soulful, easy, cheap, and FUN!!!