The studio is working again. (collective groan from those who don't care for my compositions inserted here) It's amazing how hard it is to get sound when the computer and the digital reverb, the last thing in the audio chain, aren't plugged in. So I can compose again. Of course, this happens the day before summer school starts, so the time I had for composing is gone. But since it looks like I won't be hitting guide dog school until this time next year, I guess I can deal with it during the second half of the summer.
Or not. I may have to add a class for Summer II, since I'm having a hell of a time getting into the ones I want for summer I. I'm going to one of them just to see if anyone drops after she hits us with the syllabus. She says she usually gets three or four who do, so that would be good.
It's been quiet here. And it will continue to be. The roommate still hasn't made up her mind when and if she will move to Kansas, so I'm in limbo. (Yet she denies that she's selfish. Figure that one out) I'm going to be walking to school, and begging rides for the way home. I hate doing that, as it's not a safe way to walk for me, with all the obstacles and such, but I have little choice in the matter. Everyone I know who could help is away elsewhere or too busy to help.
I've been fighting some pretty black moods lately. The worst was last Sunday and Monday. I was really close to the edtge then, and not much kept me from going over it. But I'm feeling better now, at least a bit.
Or not. I may have to add a class for Summer II, since I'm having a hell of a time getting into the ones I want for summer I. I'm going to one of them just to see if anyone drops after she hits us with the syllabus. She says she usually gets three or four who do, so that would be good.
It's been quiet here. And it will continue to be. The roommate still hasn't made up her mind when and if she will move to Kansas, so I'm in limbo. (Yet she denies that she's selfish. Figure that one out) I'm going to be walking to school, and begging rides for the way home. I hate doing that, as it's not a safe way to walk for me, with all the obstacles and such, but I have little choice in the matter. Everyone I know who could help is away elsewhere or too busy to help.
I've been fighting some pretty black moods lately. The worst was last Sunday and Monday. I was really close to the edtge then, and not much kept me from going over it. But I'm feeling better now, at least a bit.