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Dec. 18th, 2003 12:47 pmNo, really, who wants to go to the Zoo Lights with me on Sunday night?
Dec. 18th, 2003
Randomalities
Dec. 18th, 2003 09:52 pmI find myself posting "Randomalities" posts more and more often these days. Is it, perchance, ADD kicking in?
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My students are getting stranger and stranger by the week. I noticed this some time back, but have only been logging it for the last year or so. It has been suggested that four years with me would make anyone loopy (*glares at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
masgoose, who can't see me glaring anyway because he's never actually on livejournal) but I think I've discovered the truth behind it.
They are on drugs.
Case in point: The first thing 13-year old K said to me when she walked in yesterday was a very excited "Happy Lord of the Rings Day!" Okay, so that isn't so odd- I think she may have the makings of a first-class Geek, but its still a little too early to tell. But then, in the middle of the lesson, she burst into tears because something got frustrating for her. She never reacts that way. However, the defining moment for my theory was when she, in the middle of my giving instruction on the joys of articulation and the proper height at which to keep one's bow elbow, held her hand up to the ceiling, gazed at it and went "Wow. My hand looks soooooo weird."
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I found 'em! I found 'em! I found em!!!
The instrument-shaped cookie cutters were hiding out in a box in the crawl space that also contains a plethora of miscellanious kitchen equipment, such as plastic serving trays, paper cups, the bottom half to an automatic iced tea maker, and a very tarnished silver tea service.
Suspects are being considered. I blame the dog. Or PopTart. Whichever comes first.
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bethypooh95 has decided that I am the ideal music teacher to go to so she can get back in the swing of things for her flute. This is the first of any of my friends that I have ever given instruction to, and I feel a little weird about it- especially considering I don't exactly play the flute. But today we spent about a half an hour just talking about stuff like theory and counting and phrasing, and practice attitudes. I don't think she believed me when I told her what a mean teacher I am >:-)
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A temporary cease-fire has been called in the Great Cookie Making Conflict. I actually managed to get a tray of sugar cookies in the oven yesterday- albeit sans violin cookie cutters- to give to my students as Christmas gifts, and today I made THE BEST batch of forgotten cookies I've made in a year. I'm still bummed that they don't want to get all peaky and stuff, but they taste darn yummy. Which is good, because baking officially redeems itself as my singular domestic talent (I'm extraordinarily maternal, but the business end of things tends to lack). I don't cook, I'm an... uh... unconcerned housekeeper, and finances are way over my head. So besides being really good at tucking people in, telling them to eat their vegetables and button their coats when its cold out, I can also bake a mean cookie. Go me.
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Went to see the new Lord of the Rings movie last night. I'm really impressed with the whole package! Amazing everything! Except I still don't see what everyone is nuts about when it comes to Orlando Bloom. I'm personally pretty nuts over Lord Aragorn. Anyone have any insight on the Orlando thing?
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Heyprrrn, what do you do when you spill a whole bucket of seed beads all over your floor?
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My students are getting stranger and stranger by the week. I noticed this some time back, but have only been logging it for the last year or so. It has been suggested that four years with me would make anyone loopy (*glares at
masgoose, who can't see me glaring anyway because he's never actually on livejournal) but I think I've discovered the truth behind it.They are on drugs.
Case in point: The first thing 13-year old K said to me when she walked in yesterday was a very excited "Happy Lord of the Rings Day!" Okay, so that isn't so odd- I think she may have the makings of a first-class Geek, but its still a little too early to tell. But then, in the middle of the lesson, she burst into tears because something got frustrating for her. She never reacts that way. However, the defining moment for my theory was when she, in the middle of my giving instruction on the joys of articulation and the proper height at which to keep one's bow elbow, held her hand up to the ceiling, gazed at it and went "Wow. My hand looks soooooo weird."
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I found 'em! I found 'em! I found em!!!
The instrument-shaped cookie cutters were hiding out in a box in the crawl space that also contains a plethora of miscellanious kitchen equipment, such as plastic serving trays, paper cups, the bottom half to an automatic iced tea maker, and a very tarnished silver tea service.
Suspects are being considered. I blame the dog. Or PopTart. Whichever comes first.
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bethypooh95 has decided that I am the ideal music teacher to go to so she can get back in the swing of things for her flute. This is the first of any of my friends that I have ever given instruction to, and I feel a little weird about it- especially considering I don't exactly play the flute. But today we spent about a half an hour just talking about stuff like theory and counting and phrasing, and practice attitudes. I don't think she believed me when I told her what a mean teacher I am >:-)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A temporary cease-fire has been called in the Great Cookie Making Conflict. I actually managed to get a tray of sugar cookies in the oven yesterday- albeit sans violin cookie cutters- to give to my students as Christmas gifts, and today I made THE BEST batch of forgotten cookies I've made in a year. I'm still bummed that they don't want to get all peaky and stuff, but they taste darn yummy. Which is good, because baking officially redeems itself as my singular domestic talent (I'm extraordinarily maternal, but the business end of things tends to lack). I don't cook, I'm an... uh... unconcerned housekeeper, and finances are way over my head. So besides being really good at tucking people in, telling them to eat their vegetables and button their coats when its cold out, I can also bake a mean cookie. Go me.
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Went to see the new Lord of the Rings movie last night. I'm really impressed with the whole package! Amazing everything! Except I still don't see what everyone is nuts about when it comes to Orlando Bloom. I'm personally pretty nuts over Lord Aragorn. Anyone have any insight on the Orlando thing?
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Hey
prrrn, what do you do when you spill a whole bucket of seed beads all over your floor?