Procrastination
Nov. 4th, 2006 10:31 pmLowell House, on the Feast of St. Charles Borromeo
Argh, my iPod just ran out of batteries. Current state of mind: hyped up on coffee and going gradually insane. The overwhelming desire to beat my head against the desk has largely subsided now, thanks to finally finding a topic where I can actually propose experimental approaches (as opposed to the many other topics previously considered and even partially written up, until now). But alas, there are "many miles to go before I sleep" for I have resolved not to go to bed until I'm finished with this application...even if it means not sleeping at all! ::dramatic flourish::
I'm currently doing the section reading for Developmental Biology to restore my nerves. Who knew that dorsal-ventral axial patterning in frogs could be calming? But it is. (Well, more calming than the bajillion papers I just skimmed on robustness anyway.)
My roommates seem to have embarked on a plan to expose ourselves to more culture this year. On Thursday, we went to Night at the Fogg, an event at one of the art museums on campus. I'd never been to the Fogg before, despite it being my senior year on campus already, and I really liked the collection. Particularly the medieval art (they had a small exhibition of chalices and monstrances that I thought were particularly beautiful) and quite a few Renoirs I hadn't seen before. Also, an exhibit on Bernini, who is my favorite Renaissance sculptor, as well as a really interesting exhibit featuring everyday clothes and objects from the colonial times (bequeathed by one of the old Harvard families).
On Friday, after I ran out from kendo practice, we went to a concert by the Harvard-Radcliffe Orchestra. It was my first time hearing them perform, and I was pleasantly surprised to hear how professional they sounded. After watching Nodame Cantabile (the live-action drama), I'm paying more attention to the conductor than I did before at classical music performances. Unfortunately, I know next to nothing about conducting but I did think that Yannatos seemed very precise and restrained. I wonder if it was to hold the orchestra in check; perhaps it was my imagination or the particular pieces being performed, but I thought they sounded much more powerful? exuberant? youthful? The overall tone had a surprising strength behind it, even in the dolce passages. But then again, they were playing Prokofiev and Tchaikovsky.
Next up on schedule is the Leverett 80s dance next Saturday night and the Harvard Ballet Company the following Sunday afternoon. By the way, for the musically literate, what exactly counts as 80s music? Queen? ABBA?
Yours &c.
Argh, my iPod just ran out of batteries. Current state of mind: hyped up on coffee and going gradually insane. The overwhelming desire to beat my head against the desk has largely subsided now, thanks to finally finding a topic where I can actually propose experimental approaches (as opposed to the many other topics previously considered and even partially written up, until now). But alas, there are "many miles to go before I sleep" for I have resolved not to go to bed until I'm finished with this application...even if it means not sleeping at all! ::dramatic flourish::
I'm currently doing the section reading for Developmental Biology to restore my nerves. Who knew that dorsal-ventral axial patterning in frogs could be calming? But it is. (Well, more calming than the bajillion papers I just skimmed on robustness anyway.)
My roommates seem to have embarked on a plan to expose ourselves to more culture this year. On Thursday, we went to Night at the Fogg, an event at one of the art museums on campus. I'd never been to the Fogg before, despite it being my senior year on campus already, and I really liked the collection. Particularly the medieval art (they had a small exhibition of chalices and monstrances that I thought were particularly beautiful) and quite a few Renoirs I hadn't seen before. Also, an exhibit on Bernini, who is my favorite Renaissance sculptor, as well as a really interesting exhibit featuring everyday clothes and objects from the colonial times (bequeathed by one of the old Harvard families).
On Friday, after I ran out from kendo practice, we went to a concert by the Harvard-Radcliffe Orchestra. It was my first time hearing them perform, and I was pleasantly surprised to hear how professional they sounded. After watching Nodame Cantabile (the live-action drama), I'm paying more attention to the conductor than I did before at classical music performances. Unfortunately, I know next to nothing about conducting but I did think that Yannatos seemed very precise and restrained. I wonder if it was to hold the orchestra in check; perhaps it was my imagination or the particular pieces being performed, but I thought they sounded much more powerful? exuberant? youthful? The overall tone had a surprising strength behind it, even in the dolce passages. But then again, they were playing Prokofiev and Tchaikovsky.
Next up on schedule is the Leverett 80s dance next Saturday night and the Harvard Ballet Company the following Sunday afternoon. By the way, for the musically literate, what exactly counts as 80s music? Queen? ABBA?
Yours &c.
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Date: 2006-11-05 05:59 am (UTC)Just. Yes.
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