It's snowing again today. It really is such a bother, because I can't go anywhere when it's snowing, but I still have to waste large portions of time shoveling. I'm just hoping it doesn't pile up too much. I really don't want to have to do a lot of "heavy lifting" type shoveling, or have to use the snow blower. It's nice, but you have to go over everything again with a shovel to get everything, which is obnoxious. There's also a rather stiff north wind blowing which doesn't help either. It's 24 degrees out, but the wind is coming in at about 12mph, so like I said, it still feels quite cold; and it's a penetrating cold! All in all, it's not very nice out at the moment, and I'm really sick of shoveling. Everything else about winter is great (particularly the temperature since I hate the intense summer sun). But, the laws of physics have remained unchanged, despite the weather. Therefore, I will go experiment on those laws in yet another useless lab for my physics class. :P
The Owner, Heirron
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Oh, Nothing Really
Hello,
I'm rather tired at the moment, and not feeling very energetic. I'm in a very distinct mood, and I often feel like just playing something on the piano that fits my mood perfectly when I'm like this. However, I can't compose worth beans and I couldn't improvise a decent sounding phrase if my life depended on it. So I usually just go and play something. However, this time I decided to write a little something, so here it is. I'm sure the title of this is making more sense now. This isn't really anything, just something I sort of quick wrote and proof read once. I'll post it below, and then I'm going to go play the piano. ;)
I Guess I’ll Stick with Writing
I feel rather distant and tired.
If my composing weren’t all expired
I’d play something new I want to hear.
I can’t write music, but I mustn’t fear,
Words often do as I command,
Though why I cannot understand.
Of course, they don’t always cooperate,
And spelling is sometimes and issue.
But music’s worse, where I can’t get a note
That wasn’t written by someone great.
So words are what I must pursue,
Though I shouldn’t blurt them just by rote.
Apparently my expression’s better
When I work with word and letter.
The Owner, Heirron
I'm rather tired at the moment, and not feeling very energetic. I'm in a very distinct mood, and I often feel like just playing something on the piano that fits my mood perfectly when I'm like this. However, I can't compose worth beans and I couldn't improvise a decent sounding phrase if my life depended on it. So I usually just go and play something. However, this time I decided to write a little something, so here it is. I'm sure the title of this is making more sense now. This isn't really anything, just something I sort of quick wrote and proof read once. I'll post it below, and then I'm going to go play the piano. ;)
I Guess I’ll Stick with Writing
I feel rather distant and tired.
If my composing weren’t all expired
I’d play something new I want to hear.
I can’t write music, but I mustn’t fear,
Words often do as I command,
Though why I cannot understand.
Of course, they don’t always cooperate,
And spelling is sometimes and issue.
But music’s worse, where I can’t get a note
That wasn’t written by someone great.
So words are what I must pursue,
Though I shouldn’t blurt them just by rote.
Apparently my expression’s better
When I work with word and letter.
The Owner, Heirron
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