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Obligatory Saturn Post
Dec. 22nd, 2005 01:19 pmHere I am at Saturn getting the ION serviced. My initial appointment was Monday but I had to reschedule because the unemployment authoritEYEZ wanted me to be there for ye olde eligibility meeting. So...I'm here now.
It should be a relatively simple service ~ just an oil change and filter. And they're going to check my air system because of the incessant clickclickclick when the air or heat is turned on. It's slowly driving me mad and what a short trip that would be!
I heard back from Barry on my song-by-song.
Whee! I wasn't planning on submitting the song-by-song to any mags or online resources because I figured it'd be too long and not really fit for such things, but he seems to think I should. I guess we'll find out one way or t'other soon enough.
But whoa.... It's just amazing to me that someone whom I've admired for so long for his exceptional writing skills likes my writing and tells me so. I'm flabbergasted, astonished, and gleeful all at once!
When I get home I have a coffin-sized box of papers I have to go through before Aunt Tudi drags out her broom and proceeds to beat me about the head and shoulders with it.
Aunt Tudi is wanting to perform a major overhaul of the house and take a load of stuff to the flea market. She requires my help in doing all this and, honestly, I've been putting her off in a major way. Aunt Tudi and I don't work well together. I'm a slob and she's a neatnik. She's got a mad dose of supervisory instincts and I despise being supervised. I don't work on the house in the manner she does, but her way is the only way to do things. This results in bickering and feelings of intense malice because she wants me to re-do stuff and I believe that I've already done it satisfactorily. Also, she talks chores to death, thus prolonging an already unpleasant experience for me. This also results in bickering and feelings of intense malice. No, we don't work well together at all. AT.ALL.
Todd called earlier today and asked that I call him back. I tried, but he didn't answer his home or cell phones. I'll try him back once we're home. He didn't sound very good. I'm hoping that was still sleep in his voice and not something wrong.
In closing, does anyone on my f-list know how to make song samples from a full song, like about 30 seconds of a song? If so, would you be willing to assist me in creating some song samples? Much thanks in advance.
It should be a relatively simple service ~ just an oil change and filter. And they're going to check my air system because of the incessant clickclickclick when the air or heat is turned on. It's slowly driving me mad and what a short trip that would be!
I heard back from Barry on my song-by-song.
[Ahh that's great Angelina. A very heartening and well articulated piece. It's very nice to be listenened to so carefully and thoughtfully. Thank you so much. Get the bugger out there if you can. That would be very helpful to the cause.]
and
[and many thanks again for easily the most focused and thoughtful review so far.]
Whee! I wasn't planning on submitting the song-by-song to any mags or online resources because I figured it'd be too long and not really fit for such things, but he seems to think I should. I guess we'll find out one way or t'other soon enough.
But whoa.... It's just amazing to me that someone whom I've admired for so long for his exceptional writing skills likes my writing and tells me so. I'm flabbergasted, astonished, and gleeful all at once!
When I get home I have a coffin-sized box of papers I have to go through before Aunt Tudi drags out her broom and proceeds to beat me about the head and shoulders with it.
Aunt Tudi is wanting to perform a major overhaul of the house and take a load of stuff to the flea market. She requires my help in doing all this and, honestly, I've been putting her off in a major way. Aunt Tudi and I don't work well together. I'm a slob and she's a neatnik. She's got a mad dose of supervisory instincts and I despise being supervised. I don't work on the house in the manner she does, but her way is the only way to do things. This results in bickering and feelings of intense malice because she wants me to re-do stuff and I believe that I've already done it satisfactorily. Also, she talks chores to death, thus prolonging an already unpleasant experience for me. This also results in bickering and feelings of intense malice. No, we don't work well together at all. AT.ALL.
Todd called earlier today and asked that I call him back. I tried, but he didn't answer his home or cell phones. I'll try him back once we're home. He didn't sound very good. I'm hoping that was still sleep in his voice and not something wrong.
In closing, does anyone on my f-list know how to make song samples from a full song, like about 30 seconds of a song? If so, would you be willing to assist me in creating some song samples? Much thanks in advance.
