*hodet møter bord*

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Jeg får ikke skrevet det jeg skal!!

Argh, det står helt stille oppi hjernetoppen, og de små grå har tatt kvelden!  Hva i alle dager skal jeg gjøre, jeg har fremdeles en innlevering igjen av stor-oppgaven som må i vei før lørdag (dersom jeg ønsker å benytte meg av skriftlige tilbakemeldinger fra veileder, hvilket jeg såklart gjør), men jeg får ikke skrevet et ord av det jeg skal skrive ned!  Jeg sitter bare og stirrer på skjermen uten mål og mening, og hodet tømmes raskere for materiale enn en vannballong ville klart!  Og SE så mange utropstegn!  Jeg skal prøve å dempe antall utropstegn.  Jeg har det bare med å bli litt høylydt når jeg stresser.

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Det aller, aller verste er at jeg hadde et ti minutter langt opptak av meg og veileder som endelig klarte å sette ord på alt det jeg trengte å skrive ned (med veldig mange gode poeng og stikkord), som jeg tok opp med mobilen min slik jeg ofte gjør for å huske på ting.  Hva hendte så med dette geniale opptaket? CORRUPT FILE!!  Unnskyld meg mens jeg dunker hodet i bordet gjentatte ganger og banner høylydt.

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Musical past

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After ten years of my dad playing his favorite classical music over and over (and then whistling the tunes over and over without noticing), it became a bit much. Not that I hate the music itself or anything (I really do love it), but too much is too much.  There is a limited number on how many times I can hear Vivaldi’s Four Seasons without tiring of it, as it is with all other music.  It’s a shame, really.  Because I still love these old tunes (like Für Elise; still one of my favorites), they just don’t resonate right.

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Purrfect yet?

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So, yeeeah…

I was in a very bad mood earlier.  I`ve had a shitty disposition for some time now, but now that the painkillers are back in business, it ain’t all that bad.  After all, I still have YouTube to fall back on, and lordy have I fallen back!  Improv-a-ganza, take me away!

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Catwoman approves of this!

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Why did Hugo have to ruin my week?

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Warning:  Bitching  o’ hoy! 

I`ve been hormonal as fuck these past two weeks (making up for quiet last month I guess) and it’s messing. me. up.  I was unable to go to sleep last night.  I just lay there, wide awake and tired, for SIX hours!  And then I just got this really nice offer from my upstairs neighbor if I wanted to go to the movies with her, BUT I have already seen Hugo this week, and I really didn’t feel like watching that one again, but I also really wanted to go with her and watch in 3D because that is just awesome, and BAH!!

A lovely cocktail of MISERY and first world problems.

Oh, and I had a major nostalgia kick last night, which is making me totally emo and nostalgic, and setting my mind back in high school mode, which was kind of a shitty time to go back to, so now I`m emotional AND hormonal at once!

THIS IS LIKE GOING THROUGH PUBERTY ALL OVER AGAIN!

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Gloomy not-yet-Sunday

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I`ve been a very good girl this month o’ March, getting up at the crack ‘o dawn nearly every day and going to bed real early!  The fact that it’s really noon right now is a minor detail, because my browser keeps booting me out every time I try to write something on my blog, and I`ve also been very slow about doing, well,  anything.   So here I am, but it’s not really morning anymore.

It’s excessively gloomy and gray outside today, but at least it’s lighter than it was yesterday.  This Friday was like stepping into a Stephanie Meyer description of Forks, Washington. Gloomy, dark, humid, cloudy and depressing.  It’s only cloudy and a little gloomy today, but it’s also light and kinda refreshing.  We have had glorious sunlight for several days, and people are finally starting to wake up from winter hibernation.

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Wagner

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I have suddenly re-developed an intense like for Richard Wagner’s music.  I do admit to a particular interest for Das Rheingold.  Even though I have never actually listened to any of it in detail before now, I find myself recognizing nearly all of the leitmotifs immediately.  Having grown up with this kind of classical music around me, it is of little surprise to me.  It is in fact rather comforting, maybe in the same way that a prodigal lullaby may trigger certain pleasant memories of childhood.

This is what Der Ring des Nibelungen is to me;  a prodigal memory.

I was listening to a soundtrack by Howard Shore (I am not going to mention which one, but the answer is not at all elusive),  and it struck me how similar his style is to Wagner.  All composers have their unique traits, their ‘thread’ of sorts, and I also find that all composers have their ‘threads’ lead back to some major influences in one way or another.  Not at all surprising, to be sure.  It is, after all, the nature of all things to stem from another.  It’s unimportant.  What I was thinking of was rather: how similar some of Shore’s traits were to Wagner’s.  And that’s what got me listening to Der Ring des Nibelungen again.

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Das Rheingold  (Entrance of the Gods)

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I rather like to revel~

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It’s been 3-4 months since I last wrote anything here, so I thought it was about time.  Actually, that’s a lie.  I was just sitting here, thinking about plots for books and how to go about writing something, and got this brilliant idea!

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The kind of brilliant idea that you read again after three weeks, and toss right in the trash.  It wasn’t really all that brilliant, but it got me writing.  Fancy that!

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And yes, I am now very much addicted to Draw Something.

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