Strings and Hypothetical Wondering When I Should Be Doing Work.

Could I ever sit in a room alone with and love someone–forever–who didn’t understand the beauty of “Ashokan Farewell?”

(Two notes: 1) No, I am not a Confederacy sympathizer, and 2) please ignore cheesy photos in background. Just listen to the strings, man).

I don’t know why I’m thinking about this.

2 thoughts on “Strings and Hypothetical Wondering When I Should Be Doing Work.”

Bethany on August 6, 2009 at 3:45 am said:

I don’t care WHY you’re thinking of such things, I am just ecstatic that you blogged them. 😀 Can I tell you how far underwater I’ve been? Taking a weekend prelim trip to Montreal though so I’m pretty jazzed about that – moreso that I leave for Disneyland when I return, let’s be real. Why am I writing so much in a comment?! Because, in the immortal words of Boys II Men….”We don’t even talk anymore…and we don’t even know what we argue about…” (Mostly the first part.)

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jenngator222 on August 17, 2009 at 1:19 pm said:

Does this mean you are back?

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