some maintenance guy woke us up to change some smoke detector thing. can't be bothered to go back to sleep. most days struggle hard against going to sleep in the first place. still just desperate for input and haven't sorted much in the way of output.
I have been here more than nine months. I don't want to actually think about it (cuz my head goes to lots of less than happy places) but it is coming up because my program is coming to an end. We had our written final exam yesterday. I didn't study anything other than a little packet on prepositional phrases. These might be the biggest challenge/hassle. I can't just think:
"I am eager to blah blah" and translate it - cuz here it is more like "eager after"
"worry about" or "worry on" or "worry for"?
"dependent on" nope... it's "av" which is like a combo of "of" and "off"
I didn't start this intending to talk about the language. anyway at least a high B without trying (I have to wait three weeks for results). Oral exam is on thursday and then I am done for the year.
At the beginning of the year we didn't know enough norwegian to read the name of our program. We just started referring to ourselves as IFUS and kind of ignored the fact that it meant anything. On the exam yesterday I finally saw the whole thing again innføringsprogrammet for utenlandske studenter - introduction/insertion program for foreign students. blah blah thoughts about actually being an immigrant and being "foreign" and still more about how still being a whitey means I don't face the worst of it here. Some fucked up shit goes on here. SORRY that was boring. I could joke about Abdul's inability to take care of himself again but that is easy and while not meant in a mean-hearted way still unnecessary and boring too.
The antibiotics seem to be helping (not too quickly mind you bleh) but my achilles tendons (mostly the right one) are pretty unhappy (I started having trouble with both at the beginning of the BUDA season last summer after playing on that really hard field at tufts) and my right thumb is also pretty bad right now. It was hurting already last week and then this past sunday I had my hand out about to grab a disc and someone ran into not my whole hand but just the thumb it and jammed it back hard.
We have a radio that goes on with the bathroom light. The sound is supposed to be disruptive to our otherwise usually quiet kitchen -- to serve as yet another reminder to turn the light off for folks who have trouble with that concept. It also means occasional exposure to unexpected things. When I first moved in here it was set to some horrible commercial charts station (even more incentive to turn it all back off) but I started changing it and it has been on the classical flavored national radio channel for a while.
Yesterday I heard a bit of something with funny sounds -- thankfully I had enough time left before leaving for the exam to dial it in on my dumpstered radio and wait for the host to tell me what it was -- Rautavaara - Cantus Articus - concerto for birds and orchestra.
the birds didn't sound so bird like - I don't err ... okay I have to check now... 1972 recorded bird song ... I didn't hear the whole thing so I will try to find it ... but I wonder if it has ever been done live ... like in a natural bird area ... nope cancel ... it includes slowed down lark song ... so at least that part would have to be handled with some processing (can't REALLY process in the time domain and still call it "live").
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and you all need to at least glance at tilleke schwarz's 99% perspiration genius.
like hyper sketchbooking in thread.
i can't pick a favorite.
i think having one on my wall might change my life.
i think i would stand in front of it often and marvel at the amount of work-energy put into it.
shutting up now.
love and lots of daylight.
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