First week of fall. It's been the longest week ever. Maybe it's the dark, cold mornings... or the evenings that end so much earlier than I want them to. Lethargy all around, sweaters and knee-high boots, talk about Halloween and turkeys and such crap.
The good news is, it's symphony season again. Prokofiev's Violin Concerto No. 1 this weekend, featuring Leila Josefowicz; Shostakovich next week, and more excitingly, Bruch's Violin Concerto during Thanksgiving weekend.
Finally, at long last, I'm embarking on The Time Traveler's Wife. I was promised a good sobbin' in the last twenty pages. Need to finish reading Love in the Time of Cholera before the movie comes out next year.
Ugh. TGIF.
About Me
- Meow
- Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, United States
- Born and raised on the sunny island of Singapore, she was an ordinary girl with an ordinary life - she was a band geek, classical music nut, and drank only on New Years. She rode the subway to malls on weekends, subsisted on spicy local fare, and enjoyed soaking up the tropical sun.
One day, she woke up and found herself on the other side of the world in Steel City - sorority chick, jazz fiend, and needing a bigger wine rack. She treks through sleet and snow for new adventures, carries her camera wherever she can, and is a menace behind the wheel. She lives in an apartment in the city with two cats named after condiments and a Yank who builds robots.
She still plays the piano and likes her sambal hot.
This is a collection of her stories and pictures.
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