Eleven and a half bells, and I am still plugging away at my “Handful of Dust” presentation for tomorrow. I forgot how much of a deadline tease I am. Cannot produce decent work without deadline pressure.
Traded in Mozart for Spanish Guitar, then threw Debussy on the CD player and am wishing I hadn’t. Perhaps I’ll give some nice light Vivaldi a go. Will save Bartok and Gorecki for early hours of the morning, when desperation truly begins to set in.
Brilliance found often,
when candle flame burns close to
both ends and middle.
-caellum
Also, stop reading LiveJournal. That ways lies Procrastination, the Big P. Put on some violin concertos, preferably Rumanian.
-caellum
I said, stop reading livejournal.
-caellum
Totally. Busted.
Thanks for the Haiku, C. In return…
Great minds think alike –
Vivaldi’s ‘Four Seasons’ is
Played on violin.
Wow, my syll-ability? Lacking at 1am. But, I can still make up words! (See: syll-ability)
I am procrastinating revisions to my Basic Chemistry lecture for tomorrow. I even cleaned my room, stacked dishes and washed kitchen, looked at the living room and left it alone. However, now that I am nicely mellowed with a Bellini martini, I think I will begin revising. I think it will go something like this.
*insert nasal voice here*
Our periodic table is made up of….Anyone? Anyone? Yes? No. Elements. Yes. One hundred and eighteen elements, including Roentgenium.
However, after lecture, we get to discuss, GFP BUNNY!
-caellum