elanya

So, I got offline to be productive! Only I'd forgotten I wanted to ask curtana about the topic for my litteracy essay. I'm writing on the Book of Margery Kempe, which is a bout a nutty Christian 'Mystic' writer. Well, she didn't write it herself, she dictated it. She was still as nutty as a fruitcake. Anyway, Curtana knows lots of stuff about her, but I didn't get to ask. (Also, my trackpad decided to be on crak, another reason I logged off).

Instead of reading the triplet of dodgy looking books on the subject I managed to pilfer from the library five minutes before it closed for the Easter holiday (until Tuesday, that is), I decided I would annoy my roommates. Well, it wasn't so much a conscious decision to annoy them, but rather I impulsively felt like playing with my recorder. I'm sure they probably were annoyed... But really this is only the second time I've played with it since I got here :o Anyway, I went through some music in my book (Mostly SCA stuff, and some tunes from the consort I was in in high school), and then, onto the new! I taught myself to play 'The False Kight on the Road', Steeleye Span version. It's a catchy and tricky little tune, but now I've got it! More or less, anyway. It is hard enough to *sing* ;p

And once I'd had enough of that. of course I was back. And now I have a whole pile of stuff to look up from Curtana! Go me! And her! :D Now, I'm going to cook some broccoli, and maybe some soup, and see if our craptacular library actually has any of these books and journals... I'm guessing not. :p