Things of Yesterday

Things of Yesterday...

• Coming home and seeing that somehow the play of light through my window/curtains/blinds had clearly projected onto my wall the image of the house next door. Amazing and mysterious. I took pictures but can't find the cable that connects my camera to computer...
  
• Reading after work and falling asleep for two hours. Reading quietly and uninterrupted in the late summer evening has such a clear, pleasant, settled quality - there's nothing quite like it.
  
• Flailing restlessly around the apartment for two hours with roommate after waking up while having tiny existential crisis.
• Going to a house party at 11:30pm where we only knew one person.
  
• Feeling bad about myself while everyone talked about their volunteering/traveling/life dreams involving foreign locales, international justice and sustainability.
• Falling into bed after 2am but still having to read before being able to fall asleep.

Things That Will Be of Today...

• Going to the gym - the fancy downtown one that has showers so I don't have to decide between going home then going out again, or spending my day sweaty.
• Going to the Seattle Art Museum to FINALLY see Andrew Wyeth's Helga paintings. I saw them in a book two years ago while working in the Westmont Library and fell in love. So excited.
• Going to the Frye Art Museum to see The Puppet Show, where 29 artists give us their take on puppets in contemporary art. I can't even begin to imagine how creepy and awesome it will be.
• The last disc of the final season of Battlestar Galactica :(

I think today will be a good day.

Weekly Math

Waking up at 5am to run registration for a work event: -15 points
Driving 40 minutes each way to registration: -8 points
Nothing but Pumpkin Spice Latte for breakfast: -5 points for hunger, + 2 points for deliciousness.
3-day weekend/4-day work week: +15 points
Prospect of buying new issue of Empire Magazine after work: +5 points
Prospect of buying new Sondre Lerche album Heartbeat Radio after work: +67,432 points

Weekly outcome: + 67,426 points

WIN!

SANGRE POR TODOS LADOS!!!

Yesterday while chopping lettuce for my lunch I chopped out a chunk of my finger. A wee one, but a chunk nonetheless. Let me tell you - gross. I didn't know a finger could bleed that much.

"Heeeeeey!"

I could SEE the chunk missing from my finger and it wouldn't stop bleeding so I hopped over to the emergency room (about 2 minutes down the street) just to make sure I didn't need a stitch (certainly couldn't need multiple stitches). It took about 4 nurses and a doctor taking my vitals and brief medical history and all telling me "No, of course you don't need stitches," just to have the FIRST nurse came back to bandage me up and send me on my way - could this be a small part of why health care costs so danged much? But they were all lovely people ("Aw, you just need a kiss on the finger and you'll be good to go!" quoth Nurse No.1) and I was in and out before my lunch hour was even over and now I have a good story to go with my massive finger bandage.

Finger sock?

La Di Da

Well praise be, I'm done with my choir audition. Woot! Of course, I don't know if I'm in or not, but I'm pretty darned confident that I am. This confidence pretty big for me since my usual state of being is self-doubt bordering on certain doom. I should back up and say that, seeing as how I was in this choir last season, it's really a RE-audition but that didn't stop me being nervous. When auditions were announced we were told we'd sing a Mozart excerpt in quartets, a melisma from Messiah, a solo piece of our own choosing as well as sight reading and range testing. I practiced more than I normally do (which is barely) and decided on "And He Shall Feed His Flock" (also Messiah) for my solo. I've been dreading this, but when I get to the audition, I find out that we're NOT doing sight reading. My heart soared. I felt approximately 65 times better. Our octet went in, we jammed through the piece, walked out, went back in one at a time for the solo and melisma. As I should have expected, the accompanist plays my piece at about 1/2 the speed I practiced. Combined with my nervousness-related breath control issues I sound warbly and - of course - nervous, but I make it through and I think I manage to stay on pitch. I rock the melisma (bless the fact that I've sung Messiah a few times) and then HAUL ASS out of the building. I was literally in my car, out of the lot and down the street in less than 5 minutes. It feels so good to be done.

Of course, now it's Friday night and Liz and I are trying to figure out something fun to do. What do young human beings do for fun when they're footloose and fancy free? Probably don't say things like "footloose and fancy free" but that's beside the point. Um...I think I suck at being young?

Things That Make Me Laugh Uncontrollably

Photoshop Phriday's latest installment Randomly Generated Video Games! (Part 1 of 2) brought me the greatest of joy. The first two are my absolute favorite, but I have to say, if it were a real Wii game, I'd definitely play "Scottish Trampoline Showdown" from page 7, no question.

This wonder was inspired by The Video Game Name Generator on which Liz and I spent way too much time tonight. I'll leave you with some of my favorites:

Ancient Janitor vs. Street Fighter
Spooky Mall in Space
My First Jungle Hoedown

Big Business Fiesta
Trendy Robot in Middle Earth

Dangerous Hobo Nation
Generic Nudist Dance CD

Things That Happen on Weekends

I like going with Liz to visit their family. If I can't see mine, I'll see hers. I also like visiting Liz's family because they have fun things. Like a new puppy named Sophie who is too small and too cute to live.

OH, GOD! THE CUTENESS! I THINK I'VE GONE BLIND!

Also, at her dad's new office there are all kinds of fun things to put on and get into. I only wish there'd been a full biohazard suit. But I guess you can't have it all.

Outbreak 2 - coming soon to a theater near you


SAVE YOURSELVES!

What the Frak, So Cal?

1) We're having an open house going away party for my supervisor tomorrow with a number of our clients. There will be wine at work starting at 3pm. Think sober thoughts, Darcy, think sober thoughts.

2) Went to a class at the gym today. The human body can only take so much jump roping. Childhood me would be so disappointed in 25-year old me.

She could totally kick my ass.

3) I want to go to Sharon's bachelorette party more than anything. WHAT THE FRAK, SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA! WHY ARE YOU SO FRAKIN' FAR AWAY!?