skists and yet more librarythinging.

just back from skist, who were delightful. l and i also realised that we are Very silly for forgetting to invite greg, who will love them very much. greg, remind us to remind you, ok :).

the first guy on was this incredibly teutonic german playing saxaphone. well, creating incredible soundscapes with it, not through any sort of traditional composition or use of the sax. his control over the high tones, and the way they made beautiful sound waves around the room was just lovely. and incredible. as a crappy, ex-clarinet player, i know how hard it is to make a squeak (high pitched tone) sound like that, and modulate like that.

skists though, were just beautiful. i love drums and rhythms, and the fact they used a vibrator to make sounds amused me, and interested me also, and very cute bells.


in other news, this whole 'not taking anti'depressants stage is over. i like them. they make me sane. being sane is my friend. i spend about two hours last night curled up crying my guts out and wanting to die. about 2 hours after giving in and taking the pill, the overwhelming profound agony dissipated, i looked up at lachlan from red, puffy tearstained eyes, and said 'yep, fine now... can you pass my sheepy bag? i want to sew up that cotton shirt i was knitting in autumn...' yes.
and you know what else exciting happened??? i got my first period in 10 months!! whoot! i think it is because there is a full mooon, but talk about amusing timing. not only was i not on the antidepressants for the first time in TWO YEARS, but it was my first period that was not regulated by the pill since i was 16. hehe. yes. funny timing.

in other news, i am having an amazing online corrospondence with a man who aimed to translate the 80 remaining palm-of-the-hands stories. that is so cool. not only that, he is a Grown Up Buddhist. i really want more dialogue about buddhism, in order to be a better one. a proper, precept-taken one. rather than a half-hearted and fairly ignorant one. still, learning process. so i am more a BIT. (buddhist in training.) oh ho ho ho, i am funny.

and, i am ALSO doing some bar work at fireworks gallery, and having a meeting with Transit Lounge dude. ahoy there, knitted squares! soon you shall be Shared with the world. yippi! and, murikami, haruki, not the Other murikami, is shortlisted for the nobel this year! yay! third japanese winner... no, second, right? yes. no, maybe third. er... still. go him! i will read norwegian wood very soon in celebration of his nomination.

period pain never felt so good! it feels like 'i am not going crazy but am both premenstral and off my sane pills!!' and, work tomorrow. oh!

to the person who keeps calling, and hanging up - stop it. you are stupid. say 'wrong number', alright! it's RUDE to just hang up. and either Everyone is getting the number wrong, or some lame-o likes to do it a lot. pht.

i love my knitty friends. seriously... y'all mean so much to me.
knittygrouphug!!!