i saved latin.

god bless long weekends.
•i slept in 3 days in a row. **angelic voices**
•watched one of my favourite movies.
•i wrote a hip play.
•made sushi.
•i caught them in the crosshairs and took them down.
•i also watched "hotel rwanda" which made me cry and helped with (said issue in previous blog) the bigger picture.
•got a really neat idea for practicing improve from the doc... listen...

read while you play. play the sentences. it forces you to make statements and sentences instead of droning blah blah blah on and on with out saying anything at all forever and ever etc., etc., etc.

clever. catch up on reading while you practice.

exciting note:
my playing is getting more consistent up there^. up high. yeah. woot.

maybe we'll meet again someday.
when the fighting stops,
julia.

ps. it's uhh... a jellyfish.

mixed tape.

i love monterey pepper jack.

i hate stubbed toes.

these are the insignificant things that often fill my days. i need to get a life and more importantly, get a glimps of the bigger picture.

since this weekend is long, i don't feel so guilty about letting the day slip away. but i have... and i feel guilty.
i slept in late.
i was an extra in the funeral scene of a movie about which i know nothing.
i watched wedding crashers... baba ganoush!
i started a mixed tape.

perhaps a game of bowling will revive this collapsed day.

i am getting quite concerned about this summer. whatever i do i'll miss something because running to and from aberdeen and victoria gets expensive quick... ridiculously so. the gigs in aberdeen are getting more and more spread out. the easiest thing would be to stay put in one place, but that would be a little painful, all things considered.

spring break is only a couple weeks away. that deserves a big... eeeeeeeek!
germany is waiting!

~pointless ramblings of the sore toed~

the fourteenth.

aidan knight, will you be my valentine?

hang tight, moon.

earlier today the moon was low.
it looked twice the size it usually does
and incredibly out of place against the still blue/grey sky.
i've never seen it hang quite like that before.

can you see it now, from where you are? where else is the bright bulb shedding light?

some highlights from this weekend:
•a waterbed
•pick-up sticks
•a four-rowed rubix cube (proving my halloween costume quite accurate)
•audjudicating/incouraging/wanting-to-be little 5th to 8th grade musicians
•enjoying the better things in life, disk 2
•cereal for supper
•de-stressifying brianne
•photo's at the coffee smith and a street corner in germany
•"forty" "two" "forty" "two" "forty" "two" "alright!"

i'm not ready for tomorrow yet.
it is lost's fault.

hang in there moon, dearest.

love,
sleep walker.

clean dishes.

there are things on my plate right now.
things i'm taking care of,
with knives and forks and barbeque sauce.

a) trumpet: i am so intensly focused on beating these little devils of bad habits that are haunting my playing. soon i will be a completely different player. i think i finally have a real understanding of the adam's method and what i should be aiming for and working at. so far it's a slow and painstaking process, but let's see where it gets me. i also have an incurable itch to wail. i want scales under my fingers and solos that rip. here i go. watch me go, go, go.

jazz band has been giving me that incredible feeling that music does sometimes. the shivers that lift you up and take you away. the sensation that obsesses every inch of my being and makes me never want to stop playing. playing "first circle" is almost orgasmic, if i can be so forward.

b) the first season of "lost": i am on the 3rd disk and it is absorbing my life... must finish it before i starve.

c) the 9km+ mark: this issue has no resolution but time. it is absorbing me just as tv on dvd can do, but i shall try to keep my cool by burying myself in books, scores, and sounds.

eat your beans,
julie (since numerous people have been calling me that as of late.)