Music Sucks
I like cats, corgis, owls, the internet, I'm a liberal, and I post alot about social justice/conservative idiocy kinda stuff.
I had a good jog tonight. I have tried to start running at least every other day, but stupid stuff like moving, spending the night out and getting sick have severely damaged my plans. But there is no standing still, you either move forward or you fall behind. I think I have had that told to me by every staff/instructor in marching band ever. I guess it’s true.
Nothing new on the composition front. I want to write a Rag piece for the clarinet choir, but since it’s not the 20’s and I’m not Scott Joplin it’s kinda hard. Fuck. A two week long composition contest starts in 8 days, which could lead to some serious shit if I do well in it, which would be nice, but I have pretty low expectations.
Still single, still unemployed, still no trombone to play, still not giving even a single fuck. Okay, maybe a few fucks, but not that many.
I think it might have been a few weeks since I reblogged this scene, so I figured I needed to do it again.
http://thingsonhazelshead.tumblr.com/Submitted by:
Adam -> http://belligerenceandbeauty.tumblr.com/
As old as as earthbending itself.
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Consider yourself rustled.
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