Life has dropped a whole load of STUFF on me lately. Rendering my blogging abilities to virtually nothing, save for Twitter updates.
I recommend you start following me there. I’m not sure when I’ll be back in the blogging swing of things. I apologize if I’ve been depriving what little readers I have of your daily dose of Corinne.
I will be back. I promise. My birthday’s coming up in less than a month, I’m sure I’ll have things to post then.
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And with very little fanfare. It just had to get done. Especially after finding the most perfect theme (finally!).
Presenting: Style Ps & Qs
Any further drivel I have here regarding fashion/style/newest purchases will be in that site.
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Sphere: Related ContentHoly crap! Two Posts in one day for the first time in I don’t know how many months (3?).
I’m not sure what caused it or what prompted it or maybe it’s the change in seasons (for the better, in my opinion) (by the way, I still haven’t opened the CD yet. even though i told myself i would)(sorry, capitalization is going out the window, i’m so kind of excited and hyped and pumped and inspired…) or the massive impending change in LIFE …
BUT
I have this motivation to be creative and musical and a force of creating again. and it kinda makes me happy. since i’m usually in the analytical portion of my brain. not that analytics is bad, but i tend to function better with a happy medium between the two. you know, a happy balance. the thing most people strive for just to stay sane. but it’s a sort of manic creativity that i really hope does not go away this time.
so i’d been contemplating for the last day and a half how logistically logical it would be to move the upright piano that i’ve had since i was 4 years old (so coming up on 23 years) that’s been basically used as an extra shelf for the last… 15 years (i quit playing when i was 12 because i didn’t like that my teacher couldn’t teach me anything new, and insisted on me playing the same sonatina for THREE YEARS — torture). um. so if it would be possible to move my upright piano into my new place (yes, i’m definitively getting a new place, but more on that in some other future post).
i don’t know where i’d have room for it. definitely not in the living room. so i’d have a piano in my bedroom…? if it fits, it fits. i know i don’t plan on having a chest of drawers in there. maybe. but if i could put the piano in there, i would. computer in the living room, piano and guitar in the bedroom. i quit guitar lessons after 3 weeks. partly because i toddled off to astoria for nearly a month… but if i can already read music, then what’s the point of paying someone to teach me how to translate the notes on the page to the fingering on the frets? ah, correct finger position… that’s one. but maybe i should point that out to whoever teaches me further. but piano…
i love my piano, i do. so after 15 years of not playing, i kinda want to play again. my darling upright out of tune (has to be… i don’t think it’s been tuned for 13 years — how much does piano tuning cost, anyway?) piano.
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Blog + CD
From dredg, one of my all time favorite artists… and I’ve had this cd wrapped up on my desk for three days, and I haven’t opened it yet. I feel ashamed. So I’m going to pop it into the CD drive, import it to iTunes, drop it in my iPod, and then see if I can stop playing WKAP long enough to listen to it. Possible, but we will see.
I feel like this post was another excuse to tag AP in my blog… oy…
Sphere: Related ContentThe date was June 5, 2009. Going back through my archives, I remember admitting that I had a growing obsession with Miss Amanda Palmer in late February (post here).
3 months before I got to see this force of nature in person. Behind a crowd that was 5-7 people deep. My best friend and I showed up late (we thought), but we squeaked in (literally — place was PACKED) right before The Lisps started their set.
I’m still a bit shell shocked by everything. If I thought her stuff was fantastic before — witnessing it live, was just beyond words (yes, me the blogger, beyond words). However, it could also be because I am completely exhausted by the night. Er, weekend. But the rest of the weekend is another story. So… onto pictures (blurry — I don’t own a nifty dSLR, nor did I want to tote around a nifty/heavy dSLR — and someone dropped their lens on my foot) and a few vids. Then a totally random vid from AP, but not from Friday night.
This is what I get for losing my train of thought and getting up from the computer in the middle of a post.
Ampersand, first song of the night.
I should have taken a video here.
Intense.
Neil Gaiman faces off against a handful of Beth's birthday cake.
I was pleasantly surprised that she picked a DD song I actually KNEW… which made it so much sweeter (though, I was secretly hoping for ‘Coin-Operated Boy’). Here’s ‘Missed Me’.
Aaaaand. ‘Guitar Hero’ Or at least the last minute of it. I believe this is where I lost part of my voice. The rest crapped out during the ‘Oasis’ scream along. God, so much fun!
Or why do I have so many blogs? I blog because I write. I write so I can reread it at a later date, without worrying about losing paper copies. I blog because I journal. Because I am a diarist. Because I am obsessed with the internet.
I don’t worry what other people may think of what I write. I don’t write for those other readers. I occasionally care a smidge that no one is commenting on what I write… either because there is no opinion to be formed — or because most of my readers are friends. Friends who are lurkers. Not quite bloggers.
I don’t blog for the traffic (I don’t have that much). I don’t blog for the money (you should see my Adsense. Completely laughable. And insignificant.).
It’s like why I Twitter. Because I write. Because I talk. Because I want to know my voice is out there… regardless of who is listening or observing.
If a tree falls, and there’s no one around to listen to it — does it really make a noise?
Sphere: Related ContentI am waiting for my dork moment to pass. Yes, I freely admit I am a Twitter addict and Twitter dork.
Twitter is now even an official category on my blog. Oy.
Sphere: Related ContentI should be posting on 5 sites, and I’m not. The one thing I’m doing fabulously on is tweeting. So follow me!
My brief summarized list of the last few days:
Black shoes, red shoes, pink shorts, my limbs
Turning Point
Not to be confused with the tipping point (something I haven’t finished reading yet).
I’m moving. I’ve got my own place. I’m going to be out on my own. Finally. Certain things happened earlier this year, that were the catalyst for the life results now.
Probably to my best friend’s disappointment, I only realize some things after hours of overanalysis of decisions I’ve made, life directions I’ve decided to follow.
If I never started second guessing [a person], I wouldn’t have known that I could do better.
If I never wondered why [a person] had said the things they had, I would never have known to imagine possibilities without them.
If I didn’t seek to correct another’s mistake, I would not have spoken to someone about possibilities of another life.
If I denied myself the opportunity to make another friend, I wouldn’t have realized that I could have my own life before attaching it to someone else’s.
If I listened to my logical side (is it clear to see that I almost never function purely on logic?) instead of my heart, I might have locked myself into a life I would never wish upon myself. A life without love.
If I never challenged myself to do things on my own, by myself, I wouldn’t be in the position I am today.
If I never allowed my heart to love freely… maybe I wouldn’t…
Sorry, not going into that much detail.
The last 6 months have been tumultuous. But I think I finally see the calm waters ahead. I hope they’re calm, anyway. With a minimum of drama.
I wish some things about earlier this year had turned out slightly different. Maybe I would be happier, maybe I would feel more loved. But I can’t help but think that all these moments and events HAD to run their course the way they did.
Things aren’t completely disagreeable. But I do miss a lot of the happy that was.
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