Auditions

My choral group-slash-orchestra here in Berkeley will be performing Mozart's C minor Mass in a couple of months, and we're holding auditions next Sunday. Anyone who thinks they might be interested in participating, let me know and I'll send you our director's contact info. Pass the word along to anyone you know who plays or sings.

Linguistic musing

Could the state of being flabbergasted be termed "flabbergasm"?

So much for cherished childhood memories

Weirdness. One of the questions on OKCupid is "Who did you like more as a kid, Bert or Ernie?" Trying to answer that question, I realized that I could not for the life of me remember. This wouldn't be quite so strange, except that I do remember having a strong preference for one of them--I just can't recall which.

I hate memory gaps. The more things I can't remember, the more I wonder if my entire life actually happened or if my past is one grand hallucination.

My body is being weird.

I haven't eaten a damn thing today, and yet I can barely make myself shove food in my mouth. This is unusual, but not terribly so; my appetite's been fairly erratic these days, and it's not surprising that after stuffing myself last night I should be less hungry today, but it is surprising that I'm apparently not at all hungry although I feel I ought to eat.

The problem is, I just don't trust my body to tell me what it needs. I figure I shouldn't go a whole day at a time without eating, and if I don't feel like eating then my body must be giving me the wrong signals...but then I end up being unsure if it's ever giving me the right signals, while at the same time feeling I ought to try and trust my instincts more than I've been doing.

It's very confusing. I have no idea whether I indulge my id too much or not enough.