January 28, 2009
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I just got a call from the school that I've been not feeling good about for the last week and a half. It was a man this time, for the first time. I was so relieved. When I explained that I just didn't have the time, he understood. No pressure. Dudes are so much more easy to work with than chicks.
In other news (since I'm posting, and I don't want to go back outside yet) I've been tinkering with my mandolin again. I think my memory works in such a way that if I cram for a couple weeks then leave whatever I'm trying to remember alone for a few months, I remember it better than immediately after cramming. Like my brain has time to re-wire itself. Maybe it means I'm not getting enough sleep, since dreams are supposed to be the brain working through the memories and events of the day... Anyway, I could actually recognize my playing as a song, and not a series of sounds... played... at... long... intervals... It might be even more helpful if I knew the song before I started, so I could get the rhythm right. Meh.
Snow day!
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i've always wanted a mandolin
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