Former roommates of mine will tell you (probably with a grudging sigh) that when I like a song, I replay it. Over. And over. And over again. For weeks. Or sometimes months. My songs will change every few months, and sometimes I even have a few songs that I play on repeat rather than just one, which makes roommates marginally more happy.
I keep trying to publish this post, but the songs I'm filing through just keep changing. So, before they change again, here's what I've been listening to on repeat:
1. TROUT HEART REPLICA by Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra
This song is what I've been feeling lately. I know that I sound really happy and perky and chirpy here on this blog, but I've been going through some very serious things lately, things that don't make me happy. I may be writing a post about it later. Regardless, go listen to this song because it is long, beautiful, and heartbreaking. Oh, look, it just came up on my shuffle (again). Time to listen.
2. WANT IT BACK by Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra
There's going to be a lot of Amanda Palmer on this list today, mostly because I've been unable to listen to anything else since I bought her album. Well, not bought. She has an option for free internet download because she understands that there are people like me who can't afford her gorgeous music. She asks that when we can, that we donate towards her art. And I will. Oh, I will. This summer, I will contribute so much to her music so that she can make so much more! Anyway, this song is just so catchy.
3. THE BED SONG by Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra
This was the second Amanda Palmer song that I heard and absolutely fell in love with. It's tied with TROUT HEART REPLICA for my favorite song of hers right now. Make sure that you have a box of tissues with you when you listen to it. Don't say I didn't warn you.
4. OLLY OLLY OXEN FREE by Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra
WARNING: You're going to want to find an edited version of this song because it only has one swear word in it and it's a whopper. But find that edited version, because this song is so amazing.
5. LOST by Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra
Wait for the chorus, because it just keeps getting better. This is one of those songs that I know I like so I don't shuffle it away, but I forget just how much I love it until it hits the repeated chorus in the end (come to think of it, a lot of Amanda Palmer's songs use a similar song structure at the end, but it's not one of those annoying repeated things. It's really good, and I think it might be because you can tell she puts thought into every one of her songs. It's amazing how much creativity oozes from this album).
Okay, so all of these songs are from Amanda Palmer and the Grand Theft Orchestra. What does that tell you? It tells you that you need to go get this album now because it's one of the most amazing albums ever produced.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Sometimes I Clean Things
I think I've already lamented the fate of my roommates, but let me add another thing to the list: I'm a maniacal cleaner. I'm a crazy lady with a broom, and when I get in the mood, NOTHING can keep me from going into a cleaning/furniture moving frenzy. I'm coming up on one now.
Sorry, roomies.
The last time that I went on a rampage -- no joke -- I kicked my roommates out of the bottom floor of our apartment, did the dishes, wiped everything down, swept, vacuumed, and rearranged the entire living room. Tomorrow is clean checks, perfect time to do it again.
Bring it on.
Sorry, roomies.
The last time that I went on a rampage -- no joke -- I kicked my roommates out of the bottom floor of our apartment, did the dishes, wiped everything down, swept, vacuumed, and rearranged the entire living room. Tomorrow is clean checks, perfect time to do it again.
Bring it on.
Oh, Look! Krill!
Alternate title: Oh, Look! Pain Pills!
I just realized that I never updated you guys on what happened when I went to the doctor. Here we go:
1. Con: I was a little late because I got lost. Pro: I know where the city hospital is now! (I know, I know, it's very stupid of me not to know where the city hospital is, especially since I've lived here every six months for the past three years, but honestly I didn't ever need the hospital. It kind of...well, it slipped my mind. I can seriously count all the times I've been to the hospital on one hand. Never been too much of a priority to know where the hospital is.)
2. From the x-rays that the nurses/assistants/what are these guys called again? took of my knee, we can pretty safely assume that the surgery that I had almost three years ago worked. Also, there is literally a chunk missing out of my knee. It's kind of cool. But not.
3. The doctor gave me three options from what he saw:
a) live with it (which he said was not working. I agree).
b) get a repeat procedure to scope around and see what's happening in my knee.
c) get a bone/cartilage graft.
4. At least I got some pain pills. After the doctor found out that I was going home to get any work done, he seemed disinterested in me. I had to ask for pain pills (even though he had asked and knew that even walking was painful and regular stuff wasn't working. At all). He only gave me 40 pills, and I'm having to ration them out. Even with my rationing, I will have to call and get more before I go home. I guess I didn't realize just how much pain I was in until I started taking them and realized that even these wouldn't take the pain totally away, just diminish it to a manageable level.
5. Overview: it looks like my surgery worked, we don't know why I'm in pain, I'm going to have to wait to get back home to find a doctor interested enough to help me out. Only one month left! I can make it!
I just realized that I never updated you guys on what happened when I went to the doctor. Here we go:
1. Con: I was a little late because I got lost. Pro: I know where the city hospital is now! (I know, I know, it's very stupid of me not to know where the city hospital is, especially since I've lived here every six months for the past three years, but honestly I didn't ever need the hospital. It kind of...well, it slipped my mind. I can seriously count all the times I've been to the hospital on one hand. Never been too much of a priority to know where the hospital is.)
2. From the x-rays that the nurses/assistants/what are these guys called again? took of my knee, we can pretty safely assume that the surgery that I had almost three years ago worked. Also, there is literally a chunk missing out of my knee. It's kind of cool. But not.
3. The doctor gave me three options from what he saw:
a) live with it (which he said was not working. I agree).
b) get a repeat procedure to scope around and see what's happening in my knee.
c) get a bone/cartilage graft.
4. At least I got some pain pills. After the doctor found out that I was going home to get any work done, he seemed disinterested in me. I had to ask for pain pills (even though he had asked and knew that even walking was painful and regular stuff wasn't working. At all). He only gave me 40 pills, and I'm having to ration them out. Even with my rationing, I will have to call and get more before I go home. I guess I didn't realize just how much pain I was in until I started taking them and realized that even these wouldn't take the pain totally away, just diminish it to a manageable level.
5. Overview: it looks like my surgery worked, we don't know why I'm in pain, I'm going to have to wait to get back home to find a doctor interested enough to help me out. Only one month left! I can make it!
Monday, March 4, 2013
NULC, Mirror Writing, And Job-Hunting
1. I got into the NULC! For those who haven't heard me rant about it yet, it's the National Undergraduate Literature Conference. I submitted three works, and one of my essays made it in, so I'll be heading down the first weekend in April and read my work in front of, well, anyone who attends the conference and decides that they want to hear one of the essays in my session. I am obscenely excited. I went once two years ago (when one of my fiction pieces got accepted) and it was an absolute blast. This time I'm going to have some more, so I'll be able to get some of that steampunk jewelry that I fell in love with two years ago. Not the same pieces, but the same style, I hope.
2. I've got an appointment set up for my knee. I know, I know, I was going to wait until I go home, but although February (the worst month for the pain) is over, it's still not pleasant. I have an appointment set up for Wednesday, which hopefully will get me into an MRI soon. Preferably this week.
3. My mirror is currently being used as a "drawing board" of a story that I'm plunking out. I'm still in the pre-write stages, the part where I determine who the characters are and what the story is and why this story actually matters. It's an intensive process, significantly helped by what I'm learning in my Superheroes in American Literature class, which is teaching me why literature matters, and what makes a book something important.
4. I'm job-hunting. I don't think I want to go back to the job I've been working. It's time for a change, to take on a new job that will help me grow. And also not give me a severe anxiety-inducing working atmosphere (didn't realize that it did that until I realized that I have social anxiety. Go figure). The job I thought I was going to might not work out, and I'd like to find another one like it, a nice 9-5 M-F job that pays well and lets me swim in the pool and somewhere near the library so I can walk to the library on my lunch break....ugh, someone just hire me at the library, okay? Please? Then my life will be complete.
2. I've got an appointment set up for my knee. I know, I know, I was going to wait until I go home, but although February (the worst month for the pain) is over, it's still not pleasant. I have an appointment set up for Wednesday, which hopefully will get me into an MRI soon. Preferably this week.
3. My mirror is currently being used as a "drawing board" of a story that I'm plunking out. I'm still in the pre-write stages, the part where I determine who the characters are and what the story is and why this story actually matters. It's an intensive process, significantly helped by what I'm learning in my Superheroes in American Literature class, which is teaching me why literature matters, and what makes a book something important.
4. I'm job-hunting. I don't think I want to go back to the job I've been working. It's time for a change, to take on a new job that will help me grow. And also not give me a severe anxiety-inducing working atmosphere (didn't realize that it did that until I realized that I have social anxiety. Go figure). The job I thought I was going to might not work out, and I'd like to find another one like it, a nice 9-5 M-F job that pays well and lets me swim in the pool and somewhere near the library so I can walk to the library on my lunch break....ugh, someone just hire me at the library, okay? Please? Then my life will be complete.
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