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Friday, November 20th, 2015
11:09 pm
I am not dead. I think life is good. I called an uber.

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Monday, July 5th, 2010
12:50 pm
Jobs applied to since June 1: 60+
Negatories: 3
Percentage of non-reply: 25% (assumed)
Expecting an answer: 45
Hope: Indomitable

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Monday, June 30th, 2008
10:40 am
http://www.poststar.com/articles/2008/06/27/news/latest/doc4863cb99a9128369160576.txt

Go Blue Streaks!

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Saturday, February 23rd, 2008
11:55 pm
I'm typing this from the lobby of the Palazzio Ognassanti, Florence, Italy. I hope I get to pretty this up, so let's keep our fingers crossed.

My Trip to Italy: February Break, 2008



PrologueCollapse )

Chapter One: Getting there, and the first day of Jet-Lagged HazeCollapse )

Chapter Two: Monday the 18th- Elaine Ruffulo, Santa Maria Novella Chiesa and Pharmacy, 'Best Steak In Town'Collapse )

Chapter Three: Tuesday the 19th- Road trip to Greve and the countryside, Four hours with Gino, The Hertz DebacleCollapse )

Chapter Four: Wednesday the 20th- Academia della Arte, Savanarola's Convent, Ufitzi Gallery Gauntlet, the Italian Dinner PartyCollapse )

Chapter Five: Thursday the 21st- The Palazzio Pitti (Italian Versailles?), Hijincks in SienaCollapse )

Chapter Six: The Trip Home and Final ThoughtsCollapse )


I hope you enjoyed the retelling of my February break! Arriverdecci!


[Aside: My camera fell while I was leaving Italy, and the little door that keeps the battery in fell out and wouldn't go back in. The camera is going in for repairs, but all the pictures after Monday are stuck on my memory card until I hit a Wal-Mart or get the camera back fixed. Also, my parents took lots of pictures, and when they get those uploaded, I'll incorporate them into this tale]

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Thursday, December 20th, 2007
1:45 am
So, I've been thinking of how to save the world.

Perhaps it was Bill Clinton, when he visited B'deis, that inspired me. Maybe I'm jealous of all my friends. Maybe I'm being crazy.

I'd like to go abroad for the next summer, and do something crazy. Like teach music to kids in Africa. Why the fuck not? I investigated about and found a 10k scholarship called the Davis Fellowship for Peace which could be my funding. What I'd have to do is come up with a project that deals with peace in some way and full proposal by Jan 22nd, and hope for the best.

What I'm pondering right now is to the project to do. I talked with some people at my dad's retirement dinner tonight and put into my head an interesting idea. I could be a music-teaching troubador, travelling village to village in some third-world country doing week-long music seminars and showcases. I was good at and really liked teaching theory and more at Summer Sonatina, so what if I did the same with poor children who never held an instrument in their lives? It could be very cheap, materials-wise: Electric keyboard w/ batteries, boombox, stack of CDs, cheapo materials for specific workshops. And at each village the last day could be a "Teach Me" day when the kids show me their music and their ideas. Do about 3 or 4 villages for about a week each, and then doing a big showcase at home in the States with the stuff I learned from the "Teach Me" days. My costs would be airfare, living, and what I listed before.

Isn't that interesting?


Anywho, I'm writing this to you, my dear readers, for input or ideas. I'm in the brainstorming phase, and would love any ideas from the peanut gallery. Previous projects for the Davis grant include:

~Designing napkins with info about HIV/AIDS and giving the napkins to street vendors in a specific country plagued by HIV/AIDS
~Teaching 18-20 Egyptian youths about Hepatitis C, and using them as dissemination agents
~Digging a well next to a village in Ethiopia
~Making a documentary of atrocities in a Central American nation
~Building a media lab in a third-world country to make movies and digital news
~Holding some concerts and seminars of Arab and Israeli musicians and artists

etc. Really, anything could fly as long as it touches on peace in some way. I'd like to go abroad and not have to learn a foreign language (since I'm so bad at them), but the sky's the limit. Ideas?

current mood: determined

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Sunday, December 16th, 2007
2:25 am
It's brilliant! Brilliant!


Ok. I'm about to bring together music and philosophy. Wittgenstein plus Milton Babbitt. Ok, ready, go.

Milton Babbitt's music is not music because it is evolving into a private language. Babbitt's music is highly calculated serialism in which numbers, 12-tone rows, and dissonance is meticulously put together. One of Babbitt's quotes is that every note is there for a reason, and he knows why. The dizzying level of calculation is accomplished by his mathematical prowess and his skill with planning and execution of the music. One note wrong puts the whole scheme out of whack.

Babbitt's music is so complex and so cerebral that it becomes unintelligible to the majority of the world. He likens it to the sciences in his article Who Care If You Listen? Essentially, he says that his music may be complex and difficult and few people can truly understand it, but it's no different than very high-level mathematics or science. Maybe only 100 of the very brightest and best scholars in the world can understand this level of music, but because an everyman can't understand it doesn't mean that it isn't good, it's supposedly magnificent.

However, because so few people can understand it, it gets closer and closer to becoming a private language which only Babbitt can understand.

Wittgenstein argues stringently against private languages; he claims that they are nonsense. Firstly, language is meant to communicate information, and communicating information with yourself is not communicating at all. Secondly, language by nature is undefinable because it is contextually defined through its use. Since you can't have an objective hard-and-fast definition, the next closest step of semi-permanency is in the contextual dictionaries of society, i.e. the way people use language. Throughout the ages languages have evolved with the times, and that's just how languages roll.

One of Wittgenstein's examples is a man communicating in a private language in a diary. He writes in a language that is untranslatable (this is key), and only to himself. When he feels a certain sensation, he writes S in his diary. If someone came along and questioned that S, no matter what answer he gives (he can communicate in English, so we can track the failure of his private language) he will be right. This private language allows the man to never be wrong, since he can't violate his own idiolect.

A language that cannot allow you to be wrong cannot have truth statements, and a language that cannot have truth statements can't talk about the world at all (since where ever I look, I can call anything a tree and be right). A private language is nonsense.

P1 Music is a language
P2 Milton Babbitt's writes music
P3 Private languages are nonsense
P4 Milton Babbitt's music is essentially a private language
C. Millton Babbitt's music is nonsense.



Thank you, very much.

current mood: Brilliant!

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Thursday, May 24th, 2007
1:16 am - Juapalooza!
Hi, since Juapalooza is a potluck...bring luck.

Hot dogs, hamburgers, bratwurst: Sam Porter, John Otto, Cory Clifton

Hamburger and Hot Dog buns- Nick Casey (Lauren is bringing 18 burger buns, so don't get too many of them)

Condiments: Ketchup, Mustard, BBQ, Cheese, w/ Spermicide- Dave Stawarz

FIRE: Briquettes, lighter fluid- Mike Pfitzer

Paperware: Plates, Cups, Napkins, college-ruled- Gillian Taormina

Beverages: Regular and Diet soda, water, blood- Deborah Vacs Renwick, Sari Gardener, Katie Lecours

Potpourri: Chips, Veggies, Dip, Sweetmeats (NOT Sweet Meats), pie, cookies...- Megan, Carter, Sterlings, Katrina, Wes, Adam...essentially anyone who wasn't listed above, bring something.

Trash bags- Kathryn




If you aren't listed, you're on Potpourri. If you have questions, then email Dan. If you can't bring an integral thing, tell me ASAP. Feel free to bring anything in addition to what you've been delegated.



ALSO, for everyone- Sports stuff! Toys! Games! If it rains...it's still on!

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Friday, March 9th, 2007
1:39 am - Do you remember the time...
Goddammit Kathryn!!! And goddam you, Samwell, with it in your butt.

I'm making this public because there are a lot of memories in this entry that may inspire others to go on a nostalgic spree.



So watching that movie (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1F41Tu3buY4) made me utterly nostalgic. SO much, that I can't sleep. It reminded me of those younger years, and things were so chaotic but so tame, so much drama, but such a great production. I really miss the days when we all got together at someone's house and watched a movie or talked or grilled terrible hamburgers or watched the World Cup... when the only thing you had to worry about was getting a ride home from someone's parents and the relationship drama that was so important but now I know was so silly.

I really miss hanging out after school with all the people who did extra-curriculars, when you waited for someone's mom to drive us all home. Or the days when I tried to sneak into the senior-only parking lot and get out for lunch with Margaret but getting scared and eating our bag lunches in her car in the parking lot. The high school before the construction. Home Ec. The computer class back in 7th grade. Mrs. Pitelli and the little thing of deoderant in 5th grade. The mail program at Lake Ave. School soccer with Chilton and Leninger. The great trip to the abandoned insane asylum. Brownie. Prom and the pre/post parties. Going skiing with the boys. Baking with the girls. Tramping to school from Joseph street in all weather; wet, snowy, and dry. Working Wednesday nights at Temple, along with Sundays. Getting lunch on our own for the first time when we became Judaica aides. Ben and Jerry's ice cream, anytime. First Night. Uncommon Grounds. Borders. Singing in my first acapella group on Broadway. Gardener Lane. The stars in Greenfield. Working at the soup kitchen. Spring Street Deli. Scrabble during lunch between Creative Writing blocks. Middle School dances. Sneaking into SPAC. Yaddo. Playing in Chamber Orchestra with the best bass section in the land. ESYO every Tuesday night, long car rides with Susu. 7 Minutes In Heaven at Deborah's house. The secret Nook of Love in Casey's basement. The God Bus. Halloween, and the Halloween party at the Sterlings. The peepers in the middle of the night, and our midnight trek across the sprinklered golf course. Both Florida trips. Williamsburg. Halo nights. Halo between rooms in Florida. D&D. Potato launchers, Stockholm and Toxic Shock. Casey's campsite. Rosh Hashannah services. Casey's mom offering us food on Yom Kippur. Chatrooms. NYSSMA. Homeroom. SATs. Locker buddies at Maple Ave. Design and Draw class with Leighton. Mr. and Mrs. V. JSCLC. The Halloween party at my house. Graduation. Watching the seniors graduate when we were juniors. Watching the seniors graduation when we were sophomores. Braces. PIG. Mock Trial. Learning to drive. Learning to drive stick-shift with Margaret. Juapalooza. Working at Gavin Park. The Ballston Spa soccer team. Shitholes. Girls from Suburbia. Cory Clifton coming from Canadia. Tetris lunch tables. Playing with chalk. Playing with clay after elementary school. Melodies of Christmas. The Prism concert. Ben Davis. Talent show. The hallway above the main doors before first block English class. AP classes and tests. The Paris trip. The Outer Zone. Friendly's. Congress Park. Snow days. Faux Spirit Week. Piano recitals. 2nd grade with Mrs. Tait. Elementary school cafeteria. Two square. Bill Nye the Science Guy. Rec soccer. Playing "I would never". The trampoline at Casey's house. Raking leaves. Star Wars Episode III. The Wilton Mall. Hanging out. Being freinds. Having the largest and tightest social circle. Being the smart, artsy, theater, music kids. Owning Saratoga High. Never afraid to hug or hold hands. Having everyone's phone number. Knowing the parents of your friends. Walking into a friends house uninvited and eating food out of the Fein refrigerator. Knowing someone will always be after school with you. Knowing that people are coming to your concert or performance. Knowing that the group of people in the left section of the audience are your friends who came to see you and your friends on stage. Knowing the names of all the teachers. Knowing the fastest route to everyone's house from anyone's house. Not being afraid to cry at the movies. Watching chick flicks because it's fun. Baking because there's nothing else to do. Enjoying that there's nothing else to do. Lying on each other's bed. Everyone knowing that we'll be friends forever.





We all have amazing lives. What will you remember tomorrow? Is what was yesterday gone forever? Have you let what's dear slip away? Guys, don't let us drift apart.

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Tuesday, November 28th, 2006
11:27 am
Rather Be Giraffes semester show:


GIRAFFES ON A PLANE
featuring
The Smiffenpoofs
The Gentlemen Callers


Thursday, November 30th, @ Brandeis U. in Schwartz Auditorium.

7:30 doors open, 8 pm show.

$3 in advance, $4 at the door.


Bring your own helmet.

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Friday, November 17th, 2006
4:37 pm
I am now a proud member of the Orientation Core Committee for 2007.

Midyears, Transfers, Class of 2011- Get ready to get rocked. HardCore.

current mood: elated

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Tuesday, October 31st, 2006
4:27 pm
I was hoping to recruit editors from the depths of internet-opia. This is a paper I wrote for my Adolescent Literature class- I concluded The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym using characters from other books we've read to engage in Socratic dialogue over the role of daemons. See if what I tried to say at the end touches too much upon the idea of the deus ex machina.

The Symposium at the End of the WorldCollapse )

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Friday, October 20th, 2006
6:47 pm - Spoon this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5Wo5CzCJKQ

Talk about getting spooned.

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Monday, October 16th, 2006
12:31 am
So in light of my grevious error in posting an extremely emotional public post and it being taken in a way I didn't want to be taken, my postings will be mostly friends only. Please leave a comment at the beep if you'd like to be let in on my more interesting posts!

BEEP

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Saturday, October 14th, 2006
8:28 pm
I love all 21 shots from Acappella U's 21st episode. Hooray for vocal booze!

http://archive-a01.libsyn.com/podcasts/cea4fdae891b5a006c62316bf69c9747/453180bf/acappellau/Acappella_U_Ep._21.m4a

That's the link to the podcast episode. The shots are near the end. It's good shit.

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Thursday, October 12th, 2006
2:04 am
Eeeeek. I hope I don't forget to lock entries again....

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Wednesday, October 11th, 2006
12:45 am
Rough day.


...though Curveball gets the room, suckas.

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Tuesday, October 10th, 2006
4:30 pm
It's been far too long, the poet thought,
to write without a love lost, sought.
His eyes have fallen to drudge of hour,
a hardened heart to life so dour,
but ne'er the page be far from hand
when Poet seeks a further land.
It rest in here, the mind, awaken,
and peace will reign, if moment taken.
-DN

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Thursday, October 5th, 2006
11:39 pm
I'm applying to be a Core Committtee member for 2007 Orientation! Wish me luck!

I have to write a cover letter talking about my interest in the job, Orientation Leader and leadership exp.
I have to have a professional resume, outlining all that stuff in a resume.
I have to have at least two people as references, one of which is a Brandeis Faculty, administrator, or supervisor.
I have to go through two interviews, one with the Director of Orientation, one with "the Selection Committee."



I'm banking on the interviews, but I'm totally going to both the Writing Center to buff my cover letter and Hiatt to beef up my resume.


Eeeee! I would have such a blast if I got it! It's a summer job, essentially. I would be such a stellar planner. I hanker.

The challenge is the all-stars also vieing for the committee. It's a five person deal, but I know of at least six really phenomenal applicants going for it too. Whatever, if I get it, I'll certainly have great pals to work with! If I don't, I'll still be an Orientation Leader, because it's just THAT MUCH FUN.

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Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
12:50 am
There's no better way to break a not-eating than with pork friend rice.

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Saturday, September 30th, 2006
3:03 am
It's always late at night when I feel inclined to write. This time, though, I don't feel like explaining a lot. More ramble than coherent.

So today was a pretty good day, but last night was pretty great too- I got to conduct Shosty 5, the 2nd movement, with my orchestra. I did alright by my opinion, pretty well by my peers, and good for the first time by my conductor, who is doing the independant study with me. I felt pretty prepared, and I nailed most of the meter changes, but I screwed up on a few and dicked too much with dynamics, my posture was shoddy at best, my cues were scattered, I barely followed the soloist, and I made a crappy beginning when I first stepped on the podium.

Not bad, but lots of room for improvement. I sort of wish that it could come naturally like a lot of other stuff that I do, but having it be a challenge will make it more worthwhile in the end, hopefully. It's a bit uncomfortable, doing a lot of things easily and then having to really bust balls for something that's interesting. C'est la vie. Maybe I'm being too critical, but that's the only way to get better.


I played lots of Battlefront 2 today. I felt like I needed a reward for doing lots of work and arranging Unwritten in one sitting. Waste of time, but it felt good. Today I also went into Boston to celebrate Madison's birthday. We went to Fire and Ice, my first time. This place is one neat joint, so I'm going to explain what it is. Fire and Ice is a chic resturant that is improvisitory. You pick out what you want to eat from a buffet, you pick a sauce, and you go to the grill and they grill it right in front of you. You can go up as many times as you want and make any combination, from veggies to meats to seafood to fruits to pasta... they have a large selection of things to get, it blows you away. They have a lot of sauces to pick from as well, and you can sample or mix or whathaveyou. One time I had a potpurri of stuff, with sirloin, maki, noodles, sweet potatoes, pineapple, mandarin oranges, and more; another time I put together some noodles and crab legs. The lighting was a bit dim in our part, but it was the furthest corner and it was that type of resturant. We had 13 people there, and the food and friends were delicious. I made a new friend, Jenny, she seems trés gentille.

I didn't feel like (like always) availing myself of the social scene on a Friday night. I stayed in my room and watched X-3, which was enjoyable. It pumped me up to write, so score.

Thursday I arranged Unwritten, by Natasha Bedingfield. It's mostly done, the boring stuff. I still need to go through and make it unique, and also write another part for someone I forgot to put in. All the hard work is done, though, so probably today (saturday) I'll finish it and send it to Steph for her review and maybe blessing. My next project is arranging the Snakes on a Plane music video song. I had a great idea to segue into What is Love for a couple of bars, but I don't know about that. It doesn't seem to fit the character of the piece, and I didn't really check to see if it can dovetail in and out, but it was an idea. I think somewhere in Snakes I'll have to do a segue because I honestly haven't arranged a segue yet, and we need a piece that does that.

I wish that I didn't always have to have things to do. Even if I do all my homework that I possibly could do, do all my readings, arrange all the songs I want, write songs, practice every instrument, read every book I've always wanted to read...there's more! Exercise, sports, learning a new language, cleaning, meeting people, THE DOCUMENTARY, doing epic things that will make me unforgettable...and I've been thinking about it lately- I don't have time for romance, and that's a terrible thing. I don't want to get involved with anyone because my schedule is so demanding and I'm so demanding that I'll want to please Miss Wonderful in as many ways as possible, but I can't because I'm triple booked. I can't spend long nights talking about nothing or making sweet sweet passion because I have to get up at 8:30 to go to class, and then I have more classes, and then I have homework, and then I have all my extracurriculars, and then there's the world to learn and explore- there's no time in there to dedicate my waking hours to someone special. I've been making friends and keeping good friendships going (the best that I can, which honestly isn't enough, especially in my eyes), but I have to maintain a certain distance so that people won't become enamoured with me. Now, it's a pretty egotistical thing to say, that I have to keep people from falling in love with me, but I find myself desirable and I'm savvy enough with the daintier sex to get an insight now and then of their inclinations. But you know what, it doesn't matter if the world adores me or reviles me or just considers me a good pal; I don't have enough time to take anything to the next level. I REALLY WISH that I did- there are a lot of really great people here at B'Deis and in the world that I would love to get to know better and hang out with and trounce on the path of romance. However, that doesn't make it happen. Nor does it make it feasible, easy, or non-demanding.

I bet sometime I'll run into someone or events will transpire, and life will get that much harder. That's how the dice rolls, and you can't prepare for the unexpected other than doing what works and keeping the world at bay.



It IS awfully egotistically for me to be so "assumative," but gosh golly gee, bite me.
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