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.)