Jason Collett~

Isn't it bizarre how the increase of volume when listening to music brings greater enjoyment? Whenever I listen to music the volume is all over the place. For songs I don't want to hear I make it background noise, for songs I feel like listening to I turn it up loud enough to bob my head to and for songs that make me crazy I blast it so I can sing really loud with it. It's so strange! Humans are a confusing species. It isn't as if the music is different, it's just louder. But somehow, some way, our brains register a pleasure boost. Crazy.

I was looking at Eunju's book that she's reading today and it is in Korean. It's fascinating. Not so much that it's in Korean, because that is really not very exciting, particularly when it is in the hands of a Korean person. It was interesting that I couldn't read it. I have always found reading to be one of the most intriguing abilities of humans. We have made a series of symbols so powerful that when grouped properly they can make us feel and think and change and argue. Then you see another series of symbols you aren't familiar with and while those symbols have the same significane to one person that other symbols have to you, you can do nothing but perceive the lines and strokes as exactly that. Reading jsut blows my mind. I think that's why I enjoy it, and intensely. I'd have to say the most emotionally intense book I've ever read was Phantom, by whom I can't recall (and I'm too lazy to check!), which was about the life of the man who became the Phantom of the Opera. It was really unique and powerful and painful. It actually made me cry, like, sadness crying, out loud. I'm glad I didn't read that part in public.

I'm not reading anything these days, which is a stinker. I want to get another grahpic novel from the library but in order to do that I have to go to the library and for the next month I probably won't have time to read anything anyway. That is due to the musical.

I don't think I mentioned my crazy musical schedule for May on here. It consists of rehearsing almost every day for long hours. I took a leave of absence from work because of it. The only days we don't rehearse are a few days before the shows so we can rest our voices and get pumped to perform and the performances themselves. Don't expect a whole lot of blogging, by the way. Sorry. I'll do my best.

~Love is a Dirty Word. Listen to it.

I call you Wise People for a reason

OK, as promised, the next three followers of my blog get the One Lovely Blog award. The lucky recipients are:

Kate at I am The Worst Blogger You are not the worst blogger. In fact, you're quite lovely. Thanks for following!

Brittany at Unexpected Surprises (but really, aren't all surprises unexpected?) A lovely blog indeed! I love your tone and welcoming atmosphere. A solid member of my lizard blog team.

And my extremely lovely friend CJ (Clinton) Klotz! He doesn't have a blog, but he followed mine without me even directly telling him I had a blog, and that makes him awesome. Thanks darling. You get the One Lovely pre-Blog Award.

So enjoy, kiddies!

:D

Getting to know YOU

Good afternoon ghosts! Glad you could make it. I have wasted away my morning (or perhaps enriched it?) with blogging activities, including the changing of my URL (sorry, I should have warned everyone!), the addition of Blog Frog to my blog and other such networking practices. During which, I found a blog with Getting to know YOU on it, so I checked out the blog of origin for this fun little number, and I decided to make it something I do too. Yay trends. The kind of simple idea you could have thought of but someone else got it first, and the followers that came with it. Not that it's all about followers, but you know. Anyway, here's my first one.

1. Would you rather bungee jump or skydive?

Skydive. It's less restricted.

2. When using a public restroom do you squat over the seat or sit?

Sit, unless the seat has some kind of moisture on it that isn't absolutely, undoubtedly toilet water that splashes up upon flushing.

3. Favourite flower?

Yellow roses

4. Pedicure or Manicure?

Pedicure

5. How many siblings do you have?

Three: Oldest sister-Chloé

Second Oldest brother-Clinton

Second Youngest brother-Courtland

Then me, the youngest.

6. Do you pee in the shower? (gasp!)

No.

7. Bikini, tankini or one piece?

Bikini

8. Where do you hate to shop at, but go there anyway?

Sporting Life. The employees follow me like I'm a convicted con artist, waiting on my haunches to make the next kill (as in theft), and then they get way too pushy once you start trying things on. It's quite awful.

BREAKING NEWS

DEAR GHOSTS,
I have CHANGED my URL in order for it to coincide better with the title and email of my blog, to create a sense of unity. The other URL was all I could think of at the time that wasn't taken. My URL is NO LONGER:
http://www.planetindigo.blogspot.com/
It has been CHANGED to:
http://www.e-i-g-h-t-days-a-week.blogspot.com/
Sorry if this screws anything up, and I hope that nobody has any trouble getting here, but if you have, please refer to my facebook profile, where my NEW URL is listed beneath my picture. The DIRECT LINK is in my INFO under WEBSITE. I hope that this URL makes sense in your minds as well, but if there are any objections, please feel free to comment or, if your comment is particularly long, which I doubt, email me at the address seen above my posts, that nice handy place you can't miss.
Also, if you follow my blog, you MUST change the link you have for my blog in your listings, or unfollow and refollow in order to be following, otherwise you are following a blog that does not exist!
I also hope the use of capital letters in excess hasn't made you think I'm yelling, I just want to be clear and highlight main points.
Thanks for following, or if you aren't following yet, thanks for choosing to follow right now because you love what you see!
Thanks,
Callie

The Heat is On in More Ways than One

A wonderful blizzard attacked in the opposite of stealth yesterday! It continues to pummel us with fat snowflakes as I type. Yesterday we got over a foot of really, really cold snow, so powdery and fabulous. Today it's warmer so the snow isn't as ridiculous to walk in (as in you don't feel like your skin is being peeled off from the bitter winds), but it will be much worse to shovel. Ugh. Yesterday I shoveled for about twenty minutes, making it through all of six feet, and I practically broke my wrist (the one I fell on at work), so I woke Courtland up to make him finish and he gave up after about five minutes. Oh, and went back to bed.
The sidewalks weren't plowed at the time when I left for the day, so walking was more than a chore. The snow was at my thighs (no exaggeration) and I was actually getting a workout--I was breathing heavy! It's not even as if I'm out of shape, it was just that deep. Macaroni. I love it.
In other news, Canadian women's curlers make dumb mistakes in the game and lose to the Swedes again. Not that a silver isn't acceptable, because it totally is (plus it's curling so I don't have much of an emotional investment in the...sport?...game?), but really. Even I could tell that was a dumb move. Harper was in the audience of course, because he would be watching the most boring event of all when the Olypmics are in his own country. Naturally, he was unimpressed.
As for men's hockey last night, against the Slovaks! That was intense! Our boys were kind of just killing time at the end while Slovakia kept givin' her, which was disappointing, but it was high-stress and awesome. 3-2 for us and a whole whack of cheering to our all-star goalie, Luongo, who really held the game together at the end. Going for the gold against the US of A next! Sorry, my American followers, but your nation is my competition this time. :) May the best team win.
Now a shoutout to my loverly boyfriend, who has followed my blog for many months and has been with me for longer than that. You are the cherry on top, my darling. I love you!
Finally, I've just decided that I'm going to start thanking followers and non-following but daily reading people of my blog more often. I won't say in every blog, because as we can see I have only eleven followers (feel free to help me change that for the better), so that would be rather a short-lived project. Plus I might not remember or it might not fit into a given blog. At any rate, this blog goes out to my boyfriend, as mentioned. He follows with his Google account. You should do this too, non-bloggers!
And we'll all live happily ever after.