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monday night at the Continental Club was amazing. i highly recommend seeing Paris 49 as soon as possible, assuming that you are the sort of person who enjoys Django Reinhardt. they play authentic gypsy jazz, and every one of them is disgustingly talented. the lead singer/guitarist stands out (as they tend to do anyway) for his lovely voice (and accent -- he's French) and amazing guitar playing, and the sax player is so good he made me feel all melty, and usually i don't even like sax all that much.
tonight James McMurtry is playing there, and i'd love to go, but i don't think i'll have the juice. i'm still trying to get myself locked into a workable sleep/work cycle, because i've been much too tired lately. i think my body is still on west coast time, somehow, plus people here keep earlier hours. in the bay area, the default hours for most tech jobs were 10-6, and here people are more likely to work 9-5. 9 wasn't working for me so i've compromised on 9:30, which seems to be a little better. we shall see.
oh well. i hear James McMurtry is here all the time anyway.
anyway, yesterday i was totally wiped out when i woke up, and i just couldn't seem to get moving. when it was 9:30 and i still hadn't managed to drag myself out of bed, i decided i was going to call in sick and try to spend the day resting. naturally, this was exactly when the non-english-speaking workmen appeared to resurface my bathtub. i had to flee (with the cats) for a couple of hours to avoid toxic fumes, so i ended up running a bunch of errands instead of resting. dammit.
on the up side, i don't have to clean the bathtub anymore -- they had to clean it before they could paint it. and it's all sparkly-perfect now. i was so inspired, i cleaned the rest of the bathroom. instead of resting. because i'm an idiot.
i did, however, make soup. i love making soup, and this was my first soup in the new place -- a spicy vegetarian black bean soup with chipotle puree and orange juice and cilantro. it came out lovely, and i'm about to go reheat some and have it with some flour tortillas. mmmmmm. soup.
the kitchen is still a disaster. i have got to finish dealing with the cabinets and put things away, but i just keep putting it off for some reason. i manage to find enough room to work, but it's getting worse -- the dishwasher is full of clean dishes that need putting away and have nowhere to go, and the sink is filling up with dirty ones.
i suppose i'd better deal with that tonight. i'm feeling better today anyway, since i forced myself to turn off the computer and go to bed before midnight, and i've got leftover soup and tortillas for dinner, so i won't even have to cook.
so. settling in, slowly but surely.
tonight James McMurtry is playing there, and i'd love to go, but i don't think i'll have the juice. i'm still trying to get myself locked into a workable sleep/work cycle, because i've been much too tired lately. i think my body is still on west coast time, somehow, plus people here keep earlier hours. in the bay area, the default hours for most tech jobs were 10-6, and here people are more likely to work 9-5. 9 wasn't working for me so i've compromised on 9:30, which seems to be a little better. we shall see.
oh well. i hear James McMurtry is here all the time anyway.
anyway, yesterday i was totally wiped out when i woke up, and i just couldn't seem to get moving. when it was 9:30 and i still hadn't managed to drag myself out of bed, i decided i was going to call in sick and try to spend the day resting. naturally, this was exactly when the non-english-speaking workmen appeared to resurface my bathtub. i had to flee (with the cats) for a couple of hours to avoid toxic fumes, so i ended up running a bunch of errands instead of resting. dammit.
on the up side, i don't have to clean the bathtub anymore -- they had to clean it before they could paint it. and it's all sparkly-perfect now. i was so inspired, i cleaned the rest of the bathroom. instead of resting. because i'm an idiot.
i did, however, make soup. i love making soup, and this was my first soup in the new place -- a spicy vegetarian black bean soup with chipotle puree and orange juice and cilantro. it came out lovely, and i'm about to go reheat some and have it with some flour tortillas. mmmmmm. soup.
the kitchen is still a disaster. i have got to finish dealing with the cabinets and put things away, but i just keep putting it off for some reason. i manage to find enough room to work, but it's getting worse -- the dishwasher is full of clean dishes that need putting away and have nowhere to go, and the sink is filling up with dirty ones.
i suppose i'd better deal with that tonight. i'm feeling better today anyway, since i forced myself to turn off the computer and go to bed before midnight, and i've got leftover soup and tortillas for dinner, so i won't even have to cook.
so. settling in, slowly but surely.
