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concretekiss
sympathy - "I miss you already."
holiday - "Sorry for being such a prick. Happy holidays from old St. Nick"
love - "It's been 6 months since an angel found me."
recovery - "When you gonna get up off your ass?"
My Sundays are now working at a plant nursery that grows everything organically. It's only seasonal, with the possibility of being employed permanent. My hopes are low that I'll get hired on because I'm a staunch pessimist and it is a dream job, to me, going home with dirt under my nails, learning about propagation, chill hours, soil content, paramagnetic rock. There is a butterfly garden, a labyrinth, two donkeys, some cats, chickens and goats. GOATS. That go maaaaaa. Did you know that pecan trees can have both male and female parts? Did you know peat moss has to age in a bog in New Zealand for 100 years?
Yesterday I was accepted into the city choir. I'm a contralto, the lowest of female voices. Aw yeah.
I have only done some community musical theater in my teens and took advanced choir in like, 8th grade, so I was surprised and excited that I made it through auditions.
We are big and beautiful. We sound together Gothic and omniscient and powerful. Our director is amazing and charismatic, calling to us enthusiastically. I would feel so godlike as a conductor, my every gesture a paint stroke of voices, deepening and fading at my fingertips. Can you imagine?
I'd forgotten how much I loved the experience, the acoustics, being part of such a colossal and profound voice. We are learning Cherubini's Requiem, and how Beethoven loved and owed much of his style to Cherubini.
Then on the way home from rehearsals I was singin my heart off, and a man who was staring at me while trying to make a turn hit the median and had to clomp over it. I was mortified for him.
Even working through the week without a day off I am derelict for the most part. I piece rent together from several paychecks. I am cooking every meal, perusing ingredients to make your own laundry detergent, consulting HillbillyHousewife.com for frugal ideas. I still have want issues, but I'm happy. I love my jobs. I am learning so much about flora and now busy with classical composers and Latin dirges. It's nice to be able to sing, especially when you're dirt poor.
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Date: 2010-01-20 04:26 am (UTC)you're just too damn pretty
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Date: 2010-01-20 04:29 am (UTC)my mouth was open like a damn hippo! he probly thought i was screaming. heeee.
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Date: 2010-01-20 04:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-20 04:54 am (UTC)Glad I get to see you soon. Let's have queso and adventchars!
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Date: 2010-01-20 05:25 am (UTC)One of my LJ friends, "Lifes_Gifts" makes her own detergent because one of her sons has sensitive skin and allergies. You ought to ask her what she uses. I think she said it's cheaper too.
The only Latin choir stuff I've heard was one song on an album by The Chieftains, "Santiago". It had some really great 1 - 4 harmonic interval in it. I think the whole album was a tribute to the Galician monks who infused Spanish culture with Irish music back in the 800's AD.
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Date: 2010-01-20 05:46 am (UTC)the cheiftans, aye? i vaguely remember singing Dona Nobis Pacem in middle school, which is about as familiar as i have become w Latin in choir. this is part of the song we are learning. glorious stuff.
and the detergent IS way cheaper. i did it before. we spend a huge percent of our money on the advertising and packaging of the product we purchase. it's ridiculous.
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Date: 2010-01-20 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-01-20 01:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-20 01:46 pm (UTC)I've heard the angel sing.
Date: 2010-01-20 02:25 pm (UTC)I am jealous of your choir. Mine is not so good. :/
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Date: 2010-01-20 03:21 pm (UTC)haha, that poor dude was probably experiencing a little cognitive dissonance from the contralto coming out of li'l you.
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Date: 2010-01-20 03:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-20 03:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-20 04:04 pm (UTC)http://www.last.fm/search?q=pater%20familias%2Fad%20honorem&from=ac
It only plays when you listen to their radio for The Chieftains.
I love that immovable note in Agnus Dei. I wonder what Cherubini thought of it as symbolically. It becomes mystical.
Congratulations on making the choir!
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Date: 2010-01-20 04:34 pm (UTC)there is a migration of monarchs in the spring, my trainer says the garden sings with hundreds of them. ooooh so many photos.
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Date: 2010-01-20 04:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-01-20 04:44 pm (UTC)wynonna judd my naomi judd
Date: 2010-01-20 04:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-20 04:58 pm (UTC)and i was singing tennessee ernie ford! on the part where it goes I OOOOWE mah soul to tha company stoooooo (very unsexily) and he was like WTF-BANG!!
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Date: 2010-01-20 05:01 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-01-20 05:12 pm (UTC)I would looove to work & learn at a nursery, too. I think the plants will respond much better to you belting out the Tennessee Ernie Ford on a regular basis than to some silly jazz hands.
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Date: 2010-01-20 05:19 pm (UTC)