February 2012
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michaelawesome asked: Sooo, let me just say I just went through like 30 pages of your blog, nbd. Hahahaha, I'm diggin the enthusiasm of Reg and owls. totally for the win. And what kind of cane do you use?? And what shape is it? Because your reeds look great and I'm sure they sound the same, too.
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Got this tumblr friend named Evelyn She is really awesomeeee She cares about me feelings Even though she has no obligation to And she wants me to be happy And skypes me, and played oboe for me once And she lives oh so far away But one day I will see her, I will, I will And we will get wasted We will, we willllll
Weekend Fun for Oboerific
Today:
4pm- Drive to London
6:30pm- Dress Rehearsal
11pm- sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep
Tomorrow:
6:30am- wake up
7:30am- get on train to Kitchener
9:30am- lesson with Mr Mason
12:30pm- get on train back to London
6:30pm- Dress Rehearsal
Saturday:
SLEEP IN!!!!!!
Practice and make reeds and watch the food network and practice and drink tea and practice and make reeds.
Dinner with Manda and family...
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stereophonicsilence asked: I was tying a reed today and thought to myself, "hmm... this thread is the same color as LSP...!" Thought I'd share that :)
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Every time I think about you, It’s like a scab being ripped from my flesh. A wound trying to heal, But the skin is tender and fresh. Each time I do it, I know that it’s wrong. I know it will hurt me, But it’s taking too long.
The scab itches and burns, it’s uncomforting. I pick and dig, I bleed and I sting. Each time I do it, I know it will bleed, But this routine...
Anonymous asked: you're cute!(:
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Anonymous asked: Wow. You're cute! ^-^
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Still here.
Of fields below and roads ahead I count once more, to lay my head Upon that sheet, so damp and pale, In hope that I will never fail. Of failing in darkness or failing in light My attempts are but a modest plight And be that I live on as it may, My time is tinted in shades of grey. Don’t look upon me with compassionate eyes You’ll never see through my clever disguise. So mourn...
