Now That I'm Forty...


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Thursday, June 03, 2004

Okay, Now It's Just Getting Ridiculous...

...about how long ago I've blogged. On the miniscule, I've seen Howard Stern's Bababooey guy a few times and am severely underwhelmed. Don't like him. Don't like what he does.

I'm trying to be the motivated administrator/therapist I'm being paid to be, and coming down with a major case of the guilts for the lack of administration I'm actually doing. Today I will be calling and arranging meetings for the bottom half of the employees I'm supposed to be supervising. I did the top half of my list two days ago. Once I finish the list, then I'll be done with what feels like the hard part, which is THE CALLING OF PEOPLE.

I'm so not a phone lover. Talking on the phone feels as much a waste of time as does getting my hair cut and washing my clothes. All necessary, but I could be playing City Of Heroes instead, yo!

I am, however, earning the company money by doing twice as many therapy cases than I did when I was an independent contractor.

Meanwhile, I'm still busily engaged in not dating and avoiding connections. Yay me!

I have a tape with a song on it that I need to buy the right type of connecting plug to feed from the player to the computer, in order to record it to mp3, as Childhood Bud suggested. Then I'll find a kind volunteer host and will put the link up.

I won't tell you the song I chose, so you can be surprised, but I will say that I had trouble with some parts of the song the same way autistic children have trouble with eye contact. It was CRAZY! I've heard the song for years, sang it to my car upholstery flawlessly (or so I thought!) or innumerous occasions, and then when it came time to record me singing it, I suddenly could not duplicate a certain succession of notes to save my life. And like dominoes, when the first note went bad, the next ones toppled, until I just had to click off the recorder.

All that work made me decide not to join the Jersey band after all. I'm not that good. Neither do I have the time to perfect the craft as I want to. Not yet anyway. I have hobbies I already enjoy, so this one I'm going to let go for a little while. I'd more rather learn the piano anyway, so I could accompany myself. Plus, pianoing can help me hunt and sing notes that trouble me. This I know because when I was in the large choir in Missouri, that's how I was taught songs. The director would have his wife play notes for us as we "read" the sheet music, and we would reproduce them. That's when I decided that I could sing--since my efforts didn't reduce the director to a bawling mass of regret for letting me join, I figured I was doing o-kay.

Okay. Anything else?

Oh yes, I need to check the comments section and see if I've been cussed out for the absenteeism...be right back...

Me at 6/03/2004 10:47:00 AM