Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"What life has taught me
 I would like to share with
 Those who want to learn...
 
 [...]
 
 That until the basic human rights are equally
 Guaranteed to all, without regard to race
 Dis a war
 
 That until that day
 The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
 Rule of international morality
 Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
 To be persued, but never attained
 Now everywhere is war"
-- from "War", by Bob Marley, Catch a Fire, 1973

This feels nice to my fingers as I'm falling asleep (though interrupting the falling-asleep process to transcribe it undid the progress I'd managed to make towards falling asleep):

(I didn't explicitly notate them as such, but assume any slur that can be played as a hammer-on or a pull-off is to be played that way. And there's a subtle lengthening of the fourth note that I didn't want to take the time to sort out how to notate precisely lest I wind up too awake for too long by the time I did so.)

I had to write it down because I want to use it in something later (well, most of it -- I'm not sure whether I'll keep the endings) and stuff that falls out of my fingertips as I'm nodding off is too likely to escape recall later. Now to try again on that falling-asleep thang.

This feels nice to my fingers as I'm falling asleep (though interrupting the falling-asleep process to transcribe it undid the progress I'd managed to make towards falling asleep):

(I didn't explicitly notate them as such, but assume any slur that can be played as a hammer-on or a pull-off is to be played that way. And there's a subtle lengthening of the fourth note that I didn't want to take the time to sort out how to notate precisely lest I wind up too awake for too long by the time I did so.)

I had to write it down because I want to use it in something later (well, most of it -- I'm not sure whether I'll keep the endings) and stuff that falls out of my fingertips as I'm nodding off is too likely to escape recall later. Now to try again on that falling-asleep thang.

"What life has taught me
 I would like to share with
 Those who want to learn...
 
 [...]
 
 That until the basic human rights are equally
 Guaranteed to all, without regard to race
 Dis a war
 
 That until that day
 The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
 Rule of international morality
 Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
 To be persued, but never attained
 Now everywhere is war"
-- from "War", by Bob Marley, Catch a Fire, 1973

This may not be a surprise, but after not getting to sleep until around dawn, my plan for the whole day got messed up, starting with not waking up until after I'd been hoping to have gotten done some of my to-do list -- so tomorrow I try again on today's plan.

I've got a performance with the Society for Early Music (a mostly recorder group -- there'll be a dulcian on one tune in this gig) this coming Sunday; I'm blowing off 3LF tonight to go to a rehearsal for that. I had hoped this rehearsal would be scheduled for a day other than today, because I've already missed a bunch of 3LF rehearsals in a row, but this was when everybody else in the SEM gig could do it. *sigh* There'll be another rehearsal Saturday, so I'm hoping I can get a ride to a party Saturday night after the rehearsal ends. I'll be posting a rides-wished-for entry soon; I also need to figure out whether I'll need help getting to the doctor on Monday or not, and trying to line up other appointments.

I had an interesting conversation while waiting for a bus on Saturday. I found myself trying to translate 'energy work' concepts for a person without the shared vocabulary I can usually use for that ... fortunately we turned out to have pertinent religious experiences in common, so I was able to give her advice framed in those terms, though I left a lot of gaps in the explanation. It's interesting, how strangers will ask me questions about things like that as though they can tell I'll have useful answers, when I'm not giving any overt cues that I'm aware of. Maybe it's just what one of my psychology professors said, that I have "the prophet look" to my face. But wow, the number of times strangers have started conversations about things I don't think they talk about to just anybody, leaving me wondering, "wait, how did they know...?"

Perrine is showing more interest in going outside, including following me through the front door when I take out the trash. I tried the harness on her again, and once again she lost all interest in going outside once it was on, concentrating solely on showing her disgust and trying to walk backward out of it.

This may not be a surprise, but after not getting to sleep until around dawn, my plan for the whole day got messed up, starting with not waking up until after I'd been hoping to have gotten done some of my to-do list -- so tomorrow I try again on today's plan.

I've got a performance with the Society for Early Music (a mostly recorder group -- there'll be a dulcian on one tune in this gig) this coming Sunday; I'm blowing off 3LF tonight to go to a rehearsal for that. I had hoped this rehearsal would be scheduled for a day other than today, because I've already missed a bunch of 3LF rehearsals in a row, but this was when everybody else in the SEM gig could do it. *sigh* There'll be another rehearsal Saturday, so I'm hoping I can get a ride to a party Saturday night after the rehearsal ends. I'll be posting a rides-wished-for entry soon; I also need to figure out whether I'll need help getting to the doctor on Monday or not, and trying to line up other appointments.

I had an interesting conversation while waiting for a bus on Saturday. I found myself trying to translate 'energy work' concepts for a person without the shared vocabulary I can usually use for that ... fortunately we turned out to have pertinent religious experiences in common, so I was able to give her advice framed in those terms, though I left a lot of gaps in the explanation. It's interesting, how strangers will ask me questions about things like that as though they can tell I'll have useful answers, when I'm not giving any overt cues that I'm aware of. Maybe it's just what one of my psychology professors said, that I have "the prophet look" to my face. But wow, the number of times strangers have started conversations about things I don't think they talk about to just anybody, leaving me wondering, "wait, how did they know...?"

Perrine is showing more interest in going outside, including following me through the front door when I take out the trash. I tried the harness on her again, and once again she lost all interest in going outside once it was on, concentrating solely on showing her disgust and trying to walk backward out of it.