You got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine
'Cos I'm hot, say what, sticky sweet
From my head, my head, to my feet
jeudi 12 août 2010
My Playlist of Post-Work Bliss
In a few days I should be done. After not sleeping a lot for what seems like a couple of months. I want to see it all ship shape and done; and then I will reward myself handsomely.
Like writing acknowlegments, imagining what you will do after the writing-incarceration is the best part of it all.
The fact that I'm even writing this instead of a pithy paragraph all about Voltaire and his take on pre-revolutionary constitutionalism in the texts of Benezet GIBBERISH ALERT GIBBERISH proves I need a nap. But it's only ten in the evening and I have seven more hours of work ahead of me.
OK. SO...Here is my playlist of things I want to do:
*Read books not for work but for pleasure. I have some great German books to read, including all of Tucholsky's short stoires. I have some Murakami I'm dying to start. I have a Maria Callas bio I'm dying to finish. And now I have to read all Trapedo's work so I can catch up with my friend L's blog on women's lit.
*Sing. Sing a song. Sing it loud...sorry. I haven't had time to learn any new pieces since...six months? Frack the neighbours, I'm getting my Bach on.
*Enjoy my office job and not try to find places to nap. Note: it is impossible to find places to nap, but I'm still trying.
*Run; stop exclusively eating chocolate-covered things; brush my hair every evening, a hundred strokes, the way my grandmother did.
*Get lost on my bike in Berlin. Go to salsa classes. Meet new friends. Actually keep in touch with all my friends and answer postcards and mails with something other than SOSOBUSYTALKSOON.
*Enjoy the last days of summer. It's been raining so much here, I think it will stop as soon as I am done with this baby.
*Sleep. Sleep more. Sleep and then have brunch.
*Plan my wonderful November holiday.
I should get back to it...I have a few good reasons to finish it, as you can see...