The tree was not only stripped by the cold season, it seemed weary from age, enfeebled, dry. I was thankful, very thankful that I had seen it. So the more things remain the same, the more they change afterall…Changed, I headed back through the mud. I was drenched; anybody could see it was time to come in out of the rain.
The quote is from John Knowle’s “A Separate Peace,” which is quite possibly one of my favorite books of all time. I intend to use quotes from literature for the titles. It’s completely random.
I feel like the first posts of these things are always stupid. There’s never a sense of what this blog has been like, so you have nothing to judge (unless you’ve read anything like this of mine before).
So I got sick of xanga. I think it has to do with fewer and fewer people writing in them, and me finding more blogs and things outside of the xanga world. With WordPress, I’m able to do a little more customization, and that’s appealing. Then I can have a nice change of pace and keep things pretty consolidated.
So that’s that.
This weekend is all about recharging. It’s not that I’m feeling burnt out, but I suppose that the Twin Cities and all that jazz is taking a bit of a toll on me. Luckily, I’m relaxing at my voice teacher’s house. I’m house-sitting, and it’s been lovely. There are 900 CDs at my disposal, and some very intriguing books. I always end up saying that I want to do more reading than what actually happens. Perhaps this will be my hideaway for the next three weeks. It’s not too shabby, that’s for sure.
Yesterday was a long day at work, but I was treated to lunch at WA Frost in St. Paul. The AR department along with our VP said goodbye to Reena there while we ate on the patio outside. I had an excellent beef sandwhich with a chicken curry soup. I loved it. Speaking of food, I saw Ratatouille with a bunch of friends last night. It was really fun, and I was impressed with how much managed to cram in that film. I felt it was rather dense when you think of the plot and more thematic elements. It’s much more mature than I was expecting, but it was a welcome change. Pixar is genius. I hate rats though. There were a few scenes of the hundreds of scurrying rats and I must admit that things became a little squeamish for me. Good movie though.
