9 Things That I Have Learned Recently

1. You can't really "Pee" away a cold. but you can sure try. I have a cold. I have had a cold for a week now. I am sick of this cold. (follow this link to see kinda How I Feel) It started with the focus a sore throat and it has since moved up into my nose, so now I have an amazing amount of phlegm in various facial orifices. This was very frustrating because it sat in my throat for my entire run of HMS Pinafore. In an effort to not lose my voice and get rid of the sickness I started taking a lot of liquids; Lemon water and honey, wassail, juices and so much water. I walked into my first hour with a full thermos, a mug, and my Nalgene. I walked out with all of them empty....Let's just say I took a lot of breaks between classes...

2. It really isn't that bad to eat alone in some establishments. On Wednesday, after my tuba lesson I need to grocery shop, but was very hungry, so I decided to stop somewhere to eat. I didn't want to go to a drive through, because I didn't want to eat as I drove, and then be half finished when I got to the parking lot. So I decided to go to Schlotzsky's. This is because I knew it was somewhere where I could sit and do homework and not be judged by a waiter for being alone. And the funny thing is that that is just about how it ended up. I was the only person in the restaurant beside one of the teenage employees and about four or five people who were in some way related to her.

3. Exchanging items does not make sense. I exchanged a pair of shoes for my brother at Zumies. It was annoying because when you purchase something there is an exchange of money, either currency or plastic, that signifies the end of the transaction, but when you are exchanging something (in this case a pair of shoes for the size smaller) there is no such monetary displacement. All the cashier does is enter stuff into the computer to reconcile the innovatory lists. This makes the ritual seem to have no real finish. it just leaves you hanginnnnn...

4. Bargain Bins suck. After grocery shopping (I bought eggs, Whole milk [my mom buy 2% which, in my opinion is not quite as good...so this is an act of passive lactose-ian rebellion], plain yogurt, Perrier [one of which I am drinking right now], Whelches White Grape and Cherry Juice, and Cookie dough [which doesn't necessarily mean I am planning on baking cookies any time soon]) I went out to my car and loaded the groceries. As my had was lightly gripping the ignition I thought of the collection of early Hitchcock works that I saw in the 5 dollar bin a couple of weeks ago. I decided that it would almost be a shame for me to leave town without making purchasing it. So I walk back in. I started looking in the Bargain bin and as I was looking, my OCD may have kicked in a little...I started organizing as I searched (I maintain that it is the best way to search). After I while I stopped the search in frustration. That was the first dose of frustration, the second came when I realized that it had been almost a half of an hour.

5. X-acto Knifes and hot glue will cause havoc. They really do. It is quite annoying. The rough, textured grip on the X-acto knife that I have been using quite regularly has started to build a callus on the inside edge of my forefinger. That combined with using that same finger to wipe away excess hot glue have cause a nice little sore spot. In fact, typing really isn't all that fun anymore.

6. I am excited for Concert Band to start. I guess that this isn't really something that I learn recently, more of an enthusiasm that has been building since the beginning of the year, but still It is on my mind. My school is on a trimester system, so the only band I get first tri is Pep-band. It is good for what it is good for, but my heart lies with the concert band.

7. Deadlines are like the offspring of an ox and a butterfly. I am very much the kind of person believes that his best work is done against deadlines (or maybe that is just an excuse for procrastination...but anyway...I like it...mostly). In fact, I think the term "deadline" is a very apt term. It portrays the kind of message that really gets me up and running ready to do work and do it well. I think that it is the "dead" part of the term that is the most romantically compelling (not like romantically compelling like cloth napkins, fine wine, semi-rude waiters with faux french accents and candles---but more like compelling in a romanticist way). I remember when I was a child, my father was a CPA and my mother his secretary. They talked a lot about deadlines (I think this is why when I think about deadlines the number fifteen always comes up). I think I even remember asking one of my parents what a deadline was, and now that I think about it to someone who wasn't familiar with the term would probably think it ghastly. Deadline. Dead line. De ad Li ne. That being said, there are also negative sides to deadlines. They sneak up on you. They don't tend to be very flexible. They are radioactive scum sent from the planet Xlatil'c'clli. (not really, I don't think Xlatil'c'cllionians have the technology to send a package over galaxies...)

8. Lists are fun. I think that I have said enough.

9. There is nothing like a good nap. I haven't had one in a long time. I really would like one. They revitalize the mind and the spirit. What I really should do is take a nap and do some yoga, talk about some great body, mind and spirit rearranging. I just shouldn't do both at the same time...I don't think it would work out so well....Anyway, in the words of Ms. Audrey Hepburn's character in Roman Holiday, "So Sleepy!"