Various Things that Don’t Lend Well to Alliteration

Disclaimer: This post is from the archives, and may not represent the current views of the author. It also may not be at all interesting to read. Continue at your own peril!

It’s been a fairly dull couple of days. My posts have become much less frequent lately. I’m not quite sure why. I mean, for one thing, I don’t really have much of interest to talk about, but that didn’t stop me before. I suppose it’s partially also the fact that I just don’t really feel like writing. I don’t know why. I can’t say that I know that much about how my own mind works. Things just sort of happen, and I go through different phases. Whether this is a temporary thing or not is yet to be determined, but it also doesn’t help that I’m at the part of school where things just sort of drag along. The classes aren’t new anymore, March Break is over, and now it’s the long stretch until Easter and then eventually to the end of the year. What a thought to look forward to. Yay.

I should probably highlight the topics of most interest now, or else this would be an incredibly dull entry. So let me start off by saying something that really isn’t of any importance, but still out of the ordinary. Sometime on Saturday night, while I was at work, soembody threw an egg at my window. I found it Sunday morning when I pulled up my blind and saw gooey yellow substance on my screen. Of course, the result of this was a gooey mess, as well as eggshell all over the roof directly underneath my window. However, it also ripped my screen a little bit, which is really the worst part. I mean, it’s not a huge hole or anything, but it’s still unfortunate. The sad part is that it was probably some stupid 12-year-old trying to be rebellious and get out his pent-up anger at the world – which is somehow represented by my window. But hey, whatever. This is the second time it’s happened. The first time was a couple years back on Devil’s Night, the night before Halloween. That time it was more expected, though both times left a nice, gooey mess for me to clean up. Thanks a lot, whoever you are. It was real appreciated.

Anyways, Sunday night was interesting. It was really a last-minute production, since nobody knew what was going on. I got there just as Kim was leaving to go pick up Kyle, so I got into the church and just picked up Jordan’s guitar, which was still there for someone to use that night. I knew he was working, but apparently the son of our new pastor, Geoff, was willing to play, so I had brought my bass, fully expecting to play that. I played guitar until someone else got there, and that happened to be Caitlin and Jenelle, the daughter of our new pastor. She had agreed to play piano, even though she said she wasn’t very good. But anyways, when she got there, I found out that her brother wasn’t coming, because he was on really weird hours with the job he had. So that bumped me up to guitar instead of bass. Interesting.

Caitlin and Jenelle picked out some songs to do, and Jenelle probably had a horrible time trying to figure out all these new songs. She knew only one or two of them, but I think she did a good job despite that. Kyle eventually got there, and we worked on refining the songlist. Then, about half an hour before service or something, Julie showed up from her horse show. Jenelle quickly backed away from the piano, and then they sorted out who was playing what. Jenelle was more comfortable on keyboard, so they got that out, and Julie played piano. Anyways, Zac showed up right before service, which was good. We got things rolling, eventually got a list prepared, and then proceeded to do the list completely backwards. Don’t ask me why, but that’s just what Kyle decided. Whatever. I think it sounded really good considering what little practice we had.

Monday night was a little less organized. That Sunday night, Kyle told everyone to come to the church for 8:00 PM for worship practice. Jordan, again, was working, so he wouldn’t be there, but Kyle told Julie, Zac, Caitlin, and myself, so I expected people to be there. I arrived at the church at the agreed-upon time, and found that only Julie was there. Hmm. We got things set up, and I pulled out Kyle’s acoustic guitar just in case Zac didn’t show up, and then we just started playing. And we kept playing. As it turns out, nobody showed up. I’m really not sure why. I mean, I at the very least expected Kyle to be there, since he had gone ahead and planned the whole thing. It was very strange.

But oh well. Julie and I had a good time worshipping God, and I even played a couple of the songs that I had written. I wasn’t planning on showing them to anyone else, but I had just grabbed my whole pile of songs, and when she was looking through them, she pointed out that she hadn’t heard of one of the songs. I looked at the title, and then told her that the reason was because I had written it. Well, when she heard that, she wanted me to play it to hear how it sounded. Greeeat. The problem with my songs is that, though I know how I want them to sound in my head, they really require a singer with much more talent than I have. I know I can keep a basic tune, but sometimes my voice isn’t the greatest. But oh well. She apparently liked them. Afterwards, we went to Tim Horton’s for a while, and then I drove her home, and went home myself. It was a good night, I suppose, even though things didn’t work out at all how I had thought they would in my head. I can’t say anything further than that, though, since I haven’t talked to Kyle to hear his reason. I mean, he may have simply forgotten, or perhaps something else came up. So whatever. It’s no big deal.

This morning was basically my chance to refine the songs that I had written. I’ve been meaning to do it for a while now, but haven’t gotten around to it yet. There are a few rough spots on them that I just don’t like. And, well, when nobody knew about them but me, I had all the time in the world to fix them up. But now that Julie’s heard them, and now that she’s said that we should do them for youth sometime, that means I should fix up the rough spots before she brings them up again. I figure I should at least get a working copy of something I like before giving it to someone else. But when I say that, I really mean that it’s only perhaps a word or couple of words in each song that really don’t flow. So anyways, I fixed one this morning. It took me at least a half hour to do that, but I think I like it now. I printed off the new copy and got rid of the old one, so I guess I had better like it. Now it’s onto the other ones. Eventually.

I guess that’s really all I have to say for today. Tonight, I think Kristin, Jordan, and I are going to see Inside Man. I’ve been wanting to see it for a few days now, since the parts I’ve seen of it looked really good, so I suggested we go see it. I think it’ll be good. At the very least, it’ll be worth what I paid for it – which is nothing, since I get in for free. Ahh, yes, I love working at the theatre. But anyways, with that said, I need to finish my homework and such. So, that’s it for today. Toodles.

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