La Valse des Monstres
by Yann Tiersen
8/19/2008
taken : 8/19/2008
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hmmmm?
...something is going on here...
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It was a rather productive day.
I got a few things done and ran some errands today.
Target is already turning into the hell hole it usually is around move in day every fall semester. I went there to pick up a few things and stumbled upon the usual scene of parents getting every possible thing their kid needs...but then again...it is still pretty early...I hope I don't have to go anywhere near there over the next week.
and blah blah blah.
I bought a new vacuum cleaner.
CUPD doesn't pay me enough to just go and do this...but I did it anyway.
I need something better than the sorry excuse of a vacuum cleaner I have now.
Lacey is scared of vacuum cleaners.
The new one is even louder than the old one...and thusly...she is even more scared.
poor baby.
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Still have not heard about this wedding for Saturday.
Something is up.
?
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Wedding coming up on Friday also. Getting ready for that.
Thinking about light.
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I got an email notifying of a comment left on this blog (I hate the word blog). Mike left the comment. It was on an old post...Day 374. He mentioned how much different my writing was back then...and by back then really only months ago.
Probably about 3 weeks ago (and with a serious chunk of time to kill) I started from Day 365 and read all the way to the present. I was astonished to see not only A) How my photography has changed, but also B) How much my writing has changed.
The photography less so than the writing. I noticed subtle differences over time...but writing has changed a lot.
I am not sure what I could directly attribute that too...but I feel like the way I feel about things has changed. That is vague and open but I can't really think of any other way to put it.
I never feel like I change much.
But I guess just needed proof of it.
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P.S. Mike (and anyone else who is interested): The song from Day 374 is Comptine d'un autre été : L'après-midi
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Yann Tiersen
1 comment:
Thank you, Mark. I commented not knowing if you were ever going to see it. I wasn't sure if you get comment emails.
I hope you already know this, but you are the man.
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