%title Rrl.
%date 2004-01-23 22:01:00
:diary:livejournal:fossils:

I've become obsessed with this song (Turin Brakes - Full of Stars).  The chorus is absolute bliss with it's perfect fifths in sessy falsetto..  Mmm...  *joygasm*

Anyhoo.  At m'dad's now, and actually feeling pretty good about it.  I'm not sure why males have to 'bond', but I guess it's okay, since I'm kinda iffy around my dad unless I spend a good solid hour, at least, around him just shootin' the shit and maybe cooking.  Anyway, he got me a wireless keyboard (which sucks) and wireless mouse (which rocks, and means I can take my tablet to my mom's, where it'll be much appreciated), a little flash memory keychain drive that holds 256megs (amazingly cool), and a new sound system (appreciated).  In other materialistic news, Sibelius 3 came, and is duly wonderful, and my leaf brooch came, and is duly beautiful.

Other than that, I Cor. 13 in Nanon.

<i>
Loråtla fetah.
Anåt fetah.
Nu kufemotla fetah.
Nu haleputatla fetah.
Nu haledatåtla fetah.
Nu halesupotla fetah.
Nu tuvårier fetah lubåtam t'ner.
Nu kufori set fetah.
Nu mununier fetah esunotalam.
Nu jaruvåtier fetah unotalam -
Ato harahier t'n houka anåtalam.
Mununier fetah houkalam,
Konemier t'n houkalam,
Horanemier t'n houkalam,
Hatarier t'n houkalam.
Nuka jodoti fetah.

Ani Eskorinthev Anses.</i>

And also, Latin scribbles.:

<i>
Falling falling, feeling fine,
Finding forms and making mine.
Pressing pressing, pushing past,
Picking paths and falling fast.
Running running, rarely rest,
Run the risk and pass the test.
Do it all and feel fine.
Do it all and feel fine.</i>