whee, another for me
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: String Quartet #14 in G K 387

Claude Debussy: String Quartet in g Op 10

note to self: in the fairy hills?

heard on 91.5, as an introduction to a Haydn symphony

some stories are too good to be true, but this one is completely real. The audience rushes up to a composer in order to congratulate him on his work, and a great chandelier comes crashing down where the audience was previously sitting.... This isn't the symphony [that the story correlates to], but... who cares. Haydn's Miracle Symphony.

hahahahaha, that still cracks me up.
'course, not word for word... my memory is horrible (to which Steve can attest).

one of my best friends just told me that he/she has cancer.

my aunt, who is not, by any means, rich, just had a liposuction... yes, she does have a child to send through college in 5 years or so.

my good friend is moving away, and he's hating the hell out of it.

I'm wrestling with my own stupid emotions.

today isn't the best of days.

The Path to Obesity... is a swift yet tireless one. Yes, there are some sacrifices to be made, i.e. joints, some relationships, running, underwear, etc. etc. However, once you look past those petty sacrifices, you will find a path to greatness!

WHAT??!?!, you say?

If you are giving obesity, you are a heartless bastard pawning sweet and cholesterol-full temptations baked by the devil. If you are receiving obesity, you are most obviously a victim and ought to be pitied and cherished by mankind. Therefore, the less horrible of mankind, in its hypocritical loving way, will ostracize those who ostracize you and "cherish" you in hopes of ridding you of your "eating disorder." Fortunately for you, this causes more intake of food, making for a greater step in the path to obesity.
If you give and receive obesity, you are a most cherished bastard.

... I have not a CLUE what i'm talking about.

censored: you tard
AprilMaieOktovar: GIANT TARD
censored: OBESE
AprilMaieOktovar: I'M A FREAKIN GIANT FREAK OF NATURE
censored: GOOD LORD
censored: GO EAT SOME KASHI
AprilMaieOktovar: WHY HAS THE GOOD LORD MADE ME?
AprilMaieOktovar: IF IT IS NOT TO EAT KASHI?
censored: YOU ATE HIM
AprilMaieOktovar: OH MY GOD
AprilMaieOktovar: HOLY CRAP!!
censored: LITERALLY.
AprilMaieOktovar: I MUST PRAY TO MY TOILET
censored: PRAY TO YOUR STOMACH AND YOUR OBESITY
censored: YOU.. YOU... GOD EATER!
( to spare the ...pride?--wait, no, GIGANTIC EGO (yes, yes, i kid) of the other 'tard in the conversation, his/her/its name has been...well, duh.)

this conversation was brought to you by samin's camping word of the day: obese. OBESE! it's a way of living. ::nudge nudge:: yes, khushi and i have perfected the art of living as OBESE people. amaze (stolen from kevin hsu).

...so, when do i getta visit the mental institution?

basketball fun. way too fun. khushboo's good. way too good. la la la la free throw!

last night, the air smelled sweetly of jasmine and tangerine.

coincidentally, my dad has a tangerine tree and my neighbors have a jasmine plant.

funny how things work.