Greetings, spooks!
The Department of Homeland Security reads my blog!
Well, not really, but it is funny that I mentioned they hadn't cashed my citizenship check, and it's cashed the very next day. Not that this means I'll be able to vote next year -- there's still circa eighteen months of "processing time" to come.
I am recovering from pulling an all-nighter from Monday to Tuesday. Aside from a twenty-minute nap between classes yesterday, I was awake for over 40 hours. I didn't leave the music building for 25 hours during that time. But my major orchestration project is done, and I made the deadline, huzzah. However, I did totally screw up a concert last night by failing to turn a page in time for a giant cello solo in the Tchaikovsky Serenade for Strings. Oops. My toes are still in curl.
Well, not really, but it is funny that I mentioned they hadn't cashed my citizenship check, and it's cashed the very next day. Not that this means I'll be able to vote next year -- there's still circa eighteen months of "processing time" to come.
I am recovering from pulling an all-nighter from Monday to Tuesday. Aside from a twenty-minute nap between classes yesterday, I was awake for over 40 hours. I didn't leave the music building for 25 hours during that time. But my major orchestration project is done, and I made the deadline, huzzah. However, I did totally screw up a concert last night by failing to turn a page in time for a giant cello solo in the Tchaikovsky Serenade for Strings. Oops. My toes are still in curl.
Labels: immigration
posted by Mormolyke at
09:04
4 Comments:
Hey, according to my sister (who's working in Attorney General's at the moment) we're soon to have our very own 'Department of Homeland Security'.
Just typing that forces vomit into the back of my mouth.
Correction, according the SMH this morning, "Mr Rudd has shelved plans for a department of homeland security." Vomit receding. Slowly.
There's a Kafka story that I like called "A Hunger Artist." 'sbout this guy that dedicated his life to proving to the world just how little he needed to eat food.
I don't think that you are a hunger artist, but I think that you very well may be a "Sleep Deprivation Artist."
Jesus; just reading your blog exhausts me. I honestly admire (read: am jealous of) your energy and drive. I cannot remember the last time I was up for 40 hours straight, but I am quite positive amphetamines were involved.
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