My gosh, I just can't seem to get back into a rhythm. I'm trying hard to juggle everything, but this weekend I have too many things to catch up on... late papers to write, gotta go to work from 10-6 everyday, gotta see il ragazzo, must study for midterm on Monday, and I have a fabulous presentation as well that I haven't even thought about starting. AHHHHH!
The brilliant thing is that I am starting to train my wrist to play bar chords on the guitar. After about 8 years of playing in one position, I'm ready for the workout and the new callouses. I don't care if rough hands aren't considered sexy on a woman... I'm all about my guitar callouses. Point is, after playing for about a half hour, my wrist is killing me. Maybe mommy can teach me some good wrist exercises for increased strength. Hoorah!
Tomorrow night, I go out, but the rest of the weekend I'll be inside after work, getting my life in order. I've been having a meltdown lately because I hate all of my clothes and feel like I cannot truly be myself in cold weather. Next winter I'll move to Lampedusa and eat fish all day. Mmm.
I'm feeling a great affinity towards Elvis these days. My Elvis-sense is tingling. I will now shower, put some curlers in my hair, and fall asleep to It Happened at the World's Fair.
06 March 2008
Oh what a life.
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3 comments:
Oh, Jackie. You have a boy? Well, I hope he loves Jesus.
I have a geat wrist exercise... lift hand, and wave bye bye to il ragazzo... 2 sets of 10.
Just wanted to make a note... enjoying your blogs as I sit in my hotel room on a rainy night in Rome. I try to come every year since I was an undergrad 10 years ago... It's the most magical, dark, gorgeous, expansive, historical, art and passion and decay filled city on earth to me.
Enjoyed your writings.
Off to bed for a hopefully warmer day tomorrow in Roma!
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