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Friday, October 27, 2006

See, I was kind of not procrastinating

Here's a post I was going to put up in the summer. I'm not sure if I did. If so, and it's a repeat, I apologize.

Why is it that I get really creative when I have no time? I haven't been home much lately, and I won't really be for the rest of the week, so now of course I want to make things. I think my pottery class last night is partly responsible. And also that I've decided to start eating properly, so I was cooking at 3 this morning. I brought my crock pot up from the farm so that I have some incentive to make things. I made mushroom pork chop stew early this morning, since I was awake anyways and wanted to have something to eat the next couple days. I'm only a little odd.

Yesterday I got a box of white clay. So I made 3 bowls during pottery class. They're bigger than I've been trying lately so I'm rather impressed with myself. And even though I didn't like any of them when I was working on them, I managed to pretty them up a bit so they're growing on me. Unfortunately, when I was wrapping them to dry slowly, I bumped them. I hope I fixed them okay, but there may be lasting lumpishness. I can probably still glaze them into decency. I hope.

I really want to start working on my quilt. Now that I have some ambition to do things again, I'll have to cut out the pieces that I've been procrastinating on.

I've been thinking lately how strange it would be to not be interested in music. I had a previous roommate who didn't really listen to music. Not that she didn't like it. She'd turn the radio on in the mornings while she was getting ready for work, just as background noise, and she was all happy when she discovered 92.1, the local soft rock/pop station. But she owns maybe 3 CDs, which she almost never listens to. I have trouble understanding that. I always have at least one song running through my head. I sing along to the radio in the car all the time. I'm a radio station whore, my favorite station is the one playing the best music at any given time. When there's no good music on the radio, I make my own. I have music playing constantly at work on my computer. When I did have a computer at home, its main purpose was to play music. And the only reason I turn on my TV now is because it's hooked up to my DVD player which plays my mp3 discs. How can you go through life without a soundtrack?


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