6.2.08

Elbow Grease

This may very well be my last posting this week, thanks to the Ireland trip and the high possibility that I won't have wireless in either Killarney or Dublin. No matter-I will write down everything I can and relay it all to you either Sunday night or Monday morning.

That said, yeah, about the elbow grease. I need some. Maybe it would make my elbow feel better; I don't know. All I know is I have been on painkillers since I got up this morning and I am wondering if I can make it through this exam today without threat of tears. I hope not. It hurts, but just to the point of annoying. Really annoying.

Currently listening to Jeff Buckley. For those who don't know, he was a singer in the 1990's who basically wrote one really amazing album, got started on a second, and died before he was able to finish it. His music has pretty much influenced every artist that came after him; his stuff is brilliant. I really like what I've heard so far.

I got into him because Brandon Boyd, lead singer of Incubus, calls him his favorite singer, and Matt Bellamy went to see him at Reading 1994 and said he listens to him a lot. These two guys are my favorite singers; so I thought that listening to their favorite singer was probably a good idea. Turns out it was.

Got an exam in an hour-joyous. I am really, really not ready for this thing...

Cheers. I will talk to you as soon as I can again.

Bec

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