Asleep at the Helm

It has been below 70 the last two days, with today being 60.  It was nice not having to run the AC , and being able to enjoy the fresh air without suffocating.  However, it was so cold today my feet went numb for a little bit, it was nice, but I kinda miss the warmth now.
I haven't done much in the way of music this summer.  I am missing it a little bit, and kind of wish I had the money to afford a few lessons with Rod.  I could always just grab some music from the library and work on it myself.  It's a thought, any of you have ideas for what I could be doing?
My roomate and I have started a Star Wars marathon (his idea) and I say after it we do a TNG movie marathon, but he wants to go all the way back and start with the TOS movies.  I just don't think I can do that.  There is some good news for the Stargate Atlantis fans.  They have started a movie, which should release sometime next year, which is good, because I thought the series had zero closure in it(not stating specifics to avoid spoilers for all those who have not seen.)  Looks like a busy year for movies in 2010.......

Currently having the most uncomfortable conversation with my Ex.  Really want to just leave and walk away, but it's kind of funny seeing how hard she is trying to make conversation without saying she still loves me and wants me back.  She keeps trying to impress me with all of her "acheivements" in the past few weeks, which aren't impressive and don't really interest me.  Why is it that some people feel a need to keep a connection with people even when there isn't a connection anymore?  It really irritates me that this society has an inability to let go of the past even when the past was bad, they still want it back.  The biggest issue though that I have is she continues to make an attempt to play that she is worse off than she really is, and it irritates me.  She has no room to talk about how poor she is, because she is the reason that I am poor, she contributed almost no money to our relationship.
ARGH!
(these are the reasons I don't talk to her anymore, that and her inability to keep my attention)

I love this time of year.  I love thunder storms, I love bad weather.  It's so exciting to watch!  I was really unhappy, however, when the rain stated blowing in my window, mostly because I was enjoying some TV< and all of a sudden, I'm getting wet.  My windows get a lot of airflow, but when it is raining, that is not always a good thing.

Here we go with number 11!!!!!
Although, I do have some griping to do about some of the post-victory ceremonies.  I can understand Zetterberg as the MVP, but at the same time, does not Osgood deserve it just as much.  eight straight wins from the moment he set skate on the ice, two shut-outs, count them TWO in the finals alone.  The man clearly deserves it.  the number of times he bailed dom out during the saeson are unbelievable.  Second, was Lidstroms choice to give the cup to Drake first.  Drake has been chasing the cup for 16 years, but he wasn't that important of a play in the finals.  What about Franzen, or, sounding like a broken record, Osgood.  There are so many other people that deserve it.
Alright, I'm done, no more bitching.
GO WINGS!  ENJOY THE CUP!

So.......How did I not notice my ex was a moron for the two+ years I was with her.  It seems like every time she says anything to me now, it's on something she doesn't understand/has no frame of reference on, and just spits BS out her ass.  I swear, it is SOOOO frustrating and just angers me to no end.  On top of it, every time that we talk, it seems like the entire conversation is about how wonderful her life is, and how everything continues to fall in her fucking lap, when I have to claw my way through life to make enough money to eat, living from week to week on basically bread and water.  Life......what life.

So...........
It's been two years since I posted on this thing.  Seriously, the dust bunnies are ENORMOUS!  Pledge won't do shit in here.  Anyhow, on to life
I've been working my ass off for MSU. These past two weeks, I've worked about 115 hours, which yes, is some good overtime.  I was supposed to work well more, but they cut our hours after monday this week.  I don't really mind, I still have 7 hours of overtime this week and about 25 last week.  It's nice.  Thats going to be a nice juicy pay check in a week.
I had been engaged to a girl for a year and a half recently, and we just broke up.  I've been trying to move on, but she just keeps popping up in my life with her problems, and I flat out told her a day ago that it's not my deal, I have my own shit to deal with, like getting hit by cars when biking because no one pays attention to sidewalk traffic.  So she hasn't even messaged me in the last two days, which is nice. 
As for my bike, I'm thinking it needs a proper funeral.  Something with fireworks and LOTS of beer.  The amount of time I put into upgrading that things is the biggest loss of all, not the money.  That was a nice bike, and I took it from a piece of junk to something I could really ride, and now it's gone.  I'm going to look into repairs, but I am pretty sure they will be much to expensive, and may as well buy a bike on e-bay.
Well, thats it for now, I'll be back in a couple of days with more, I'm sure.

So I was recently "eaten" by something called the "Opera Monster," but it must not have like me, cause I got spit back out into the world. Thats why I have not posted in so long. For those of you that saw the Tales of Hoffmann, it was a lot of fun and hard work. Now that it's over, You'll probably be seeing a lot of more of me around campus.....yay!!!! But then again, it's the end of the semester, meaning snap concerts, planned concerts, studying for tests, papers to write, and lots and lots of exams to study for. Talk about FUN!

I'm sleeping on my new pink sheets tonight. PINK!!!!!!!

So the MSU Men's Glee Club is going to Eau Claire Wisconsin for some kind of competition thing, and we are going to be there all weekend. It's going to be a blast, the only crappy thing is that we will be on a buss all day during St. Patty's. Oh well, I guess worse things could happen. Anyhow, wish me luck, and I'll see you all on the flip side.

THE HOUSE SOLD!!!!!!! Now my mom can go to Penn. and be with my father, and my father will stop being bored out of his mind.

I'm finally back in the EL. OH MY GOD. Worst trip back ever. My brother and his fiancé had a huge fight over who was going to take the girl scout cookies to my brother-in-law. Last night, they had worked it all out, she was to get direction and take the cookies my bro, and aaron was gonna bring me back here. Well, she got all bitchy and din't look up the direction, we left at 12:20 like we had planned, and we stopped in capac to get gas and food. Right as we are leaving, his cell phone rings, and its her, and she starts yelling at him so loud I can hear her perfectly, and she's bitching at him for leaving without her and she doesn't know the way and blah blah blah and it just goes on for 45 seconds and so we turn around and head backwards thirty miles to her house, and when we get there, she isn't. So we just wasted an hour looking for her ass and she's nowhere to be found. He tried calling her, but her phone is off, so I'm annoyed and HE IS PISSED. He is screaming and driving like a mad man and I'm hanging on for dear life. Several time I had to tell him to slow down from 95-100 cause he would have blown his head gasket, and he doesn't have the money to get that fixed. Anyhow, we get back on the highway and start to come back again, and he gets a call from her and she's just yelling even more, and she hangs up. She does this three times, each convo lasting about 45 seconds, and he's just going insane. Finally he calls her and gets her to calm down, and she's apparently left her house to go back to school, but the reason she was so pissy is because she paid for the cookies with "her" money which she took from his bank account and wanted to collect the money herself from him, but she didn't know how to get there. So for the next sixty miles, my brother talked her through how to get there, and he was just fanned to the teeth with this whole situation, and is still most likely pissed at her, cause all he gets to do tonight is help her with her homework and listen to her tell him he's a fuck-up. I don't know why he stays with her.......

God this sucks. I can't sleep past 9:00 in the morning, and thats with going to bed at 1 in the morning. I don't get it. I just want to sleep all freaking day. However, I have been doing a lot of work on my music, and it's coming along quite nicely. I've also been bored out of my mind, and thus been watching a lot of movies. It's a very little known film, but "Top Secret" with Val Kilmer is a hilarious movie, and I suggest that everyone see it once in their life.
I can't wait to get back to school. I don't know what to do with myself here. It's just me and my mom, and she's gone most of the day at work. I pretty much just run, sing, and watch movies, and there's really no joy in any of them right now. But things will get better, they always do.

I found this on the RVB journals.  Someone has WAY too much time on their hands.


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So yesterday I had a vocal midterm with Prof. Jennings studio and Prof. Nispels studio at their house. They live in a cozy two story in the historic district, and they have the cutest grey cat I have ever seen. I sang my two songs, not as well as I'd hoped, seeing as my voice is very tired from the weekend. But still, I got many compliments, and things of that nature, and I even got a cookie.
Today, I sang in french diction the same song I sang last night, and did even better on it. I had a couple word issues, but thats to be expected when one sings in a foreign language. All in all, this has been a good singing week for me.

So I sang today in vocal Recital Hour, and did a pretty damn good job. I mean, when Matt Tuell give you a hand shake and compliments you, you know it has to be pretty good. I also got a compliment from Rob Parks, saying that he enjoyed my presentation of the piece, cause most people are to relaxed when they get onstage, and just sing. I hate that, and it seems he does too.

so all in all, pretty good day for me.

So I just got a phone call from my father, while he was driving though New York on his way back to Penn. We talked about what has been up with him for the past month or so. He's been staying in a boarding home for the past month while he learned the lay of the new business he's gotten into, and next week he will start renting a house from his boss that his boss had cosigned for and then the cosigner stopped making payments last march and was evicted. So he'll try that out for a couple of months and see how it goes. He also bought a Chevy Impala, 2004 model, which is a pretty nice car. So it seems things are starting to look up finally. I can't wait to see everyone in two weeks. It's going to be great!

Just blew in from the windy city. OK, maybe not blew in, more like rolled in, but the wind was at my back the whole way. It was COLD as hell in chicago, like it was as cold there during the day as it was here when we got back, but thats mostly because of the wind chill. They said with all those numbers figured in it felt like -29, which is pretty damn cold. But it was good fun.

The ACDA was great. We performed some of our stuff from last semest4er, as well as two of Hutcheson's pieces and we premiered Dances to Life by Mack Wilburg. The great thing is that now there are TWO publishers fighting over who want's to publish gere Hutcheson's cycle Mist of Tears, which is really great for him.

We stayed in the Hilton Chicago, and I must say, nicest hotel ever. The only bad thing was that all the rooms on my floor were smoking rooms. Oh well, nothing like drinking at $6.50 bottle of water. Woo, Woo.
Anyhow, I have to get to sleep. Post again sometime.

I can't belive I've done this twice in a month. Not that I really have much to talk about these days. Choirs are going well. I can't wait to go to chicago with Chorale from Thursday to Saturday. Unfortunately there is not enough time for us to have fun there. It's going to be almost all work, singing for a lot of schools and at the ACDA convention.
My voice lessons are going pretty good at this time of the semester. I actually have a lot of music, which for me is good, cause it gives me more to do every day. It doesn't seem like I'm doing a lot, but when you sing through 6 songs twice a day, thats about an hours worth of practicing. It makes me feel good inside to know that I'm actually doing work this year.
Thats about it for now. Let's see if I can keep doing this.

Ah, ginger ale, how I love thee. the bubblyness that you give to me makes me feel warm and tingle inside.
::BURP!!!::
Well, there goes the tingly.

It had litterally been a year since I updated this damn thing. I CANNOT belive that they kept the account. Perhaps I
'll start updating again. Don't hold you breath.
::turns blue::