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In which there is mud and swing dancing
Feb. 23rd, 2008 03:47 pmI'm completely in love with this weather. Srsly. Most of our windows are open during the warmest part of the day, and the cat spends many an hour gleefully running from window to window in order to smell the fresh air and drool over the birds singing in the trees.
Yesterday I decided it was too beautiful a day to spend completely indoors and went to the old field behind my house to see if anyone had dumped anything interesting there recently. I had absolutely no idea how much of a dumping zone it's become. You can't see it from the street; there's a hill in the way, but in this one spot there was just a crapload of junk and stuff that might not be junk to a creative mind. There were things like broken dishwashers, a bike with one wheel, two baby car chairs, a broken computer monitor and what looked like it once was a stereo system. I also found one of those cylindrical cat things covered in carpet that only needed to be cleaned a bit, and a broken, old-fashioned tv with a smashed screen. I'm totally going to gut the tv and then turn it into some sort of Great Work of Art. It makes me very happy.
Once I had finished my trek to the field, I had supper, changed into clothes that weren't splattered with mud, and then went to swing. It was pretty good. I managed to not completely suck, despite the fact that I haven't really gone since the fall. I know I've forgotten a lot, though, and that makes me sad. Robert showed up late from a wine-tasting or something and I managed to snag a dance with him before I ran for the bus. It was a good dance, too. :) I still have this huge crush on him. *sigh*
Reading week is almost over. I should probably study/do more homework. I find that my mind's been going in a million directions at once, mostly thinking about art projects I could do, so it's hard to do more practical things. Still, I really ought to start my research papers. Ugh. I'd rather go out into the shed and take apart my tv.
Yesterday I decided it was too beautiful a day to spend completely indoors and went to the old field behind my house to see if anyone had dumped anything interesting there recently. I had absolutely no idea how much of a dumping zone it's become. You can't see it from the street; there's a hill in the way, but in this one spot there was just a crapload of junk and stuff that might not be junk to a creative mind. There were things like broken dishwashers, a bike with one wheel, two baby car chairs, a broken computer monitor and what looked like it once was a stereo system. I also found one of those cylindrical cat things covered in carpet that only needed to be cleaned a bit, and a broken, old-fashioned tv with a smashed screen. I'm totally going to gut the tv and then turn it into some sort of Great Work of Art. It makes me very happy.
Once I had finished my trek to the field, I had supper, changed into clothes that weren't splattered with mud, and then went to swing. It was pretty good. I managed to not completely suck, despite the fact that I haven't really gone since the fall. I know I've forgotten a lot, though, and that makes me sad. Robert showed up late from a wine-tasting or something and I managed to snag a dance with him before I ran for the bus. It was a good dance, too. :) I still have this huge crush on him. *sigh*
Reading week is almost over. I should probably study/do more homework. I find that my mind's been going in a million directions at once, mostly thinking about art projects I could do, so it's hard to do more practical things. Still, I really ought to start my research papers. Ugh. I'd rather go out into the shed and take apart my tv.
