What nature doesn't do to us will be done by our fellow man

[sovay]

Today is fired. Health: worse. Plans for evening: scotched. Internal soundtrack: stuck on "The Merry Minuet," which is why I am attempting to combat it with loud catchy brass. Success: marginal.

Comments

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Ugh. Hang in. I can help with the music, and have been meaning to for some time. This gives me a bit of urgency.

[sovay]

I can help with the music, and have been meaning to for some time. This gives me a bit of urgency.

Thank you. It is appreciated.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

While that is winging it's way through the internets, have this:

Woodkid "Iron"
http://www.sendspace.com/file/abg8g1
Frozen to the bone, I am

[sovay]

Woodkid "Iron"

. . . I like this.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

You must see the video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs

[gwynnega]

I hope you feel better soon.

[sovay]

I hope you feel better soon.

Thanks. At least there are some interesting-looking movies tonight on TCM, otherwise I'd be talking about staring at the wall all day.

[rushthatspeaks.livejournal.com]

Love you.

[sovay]

Love you.

I love you.

[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

Fired? Oh, man. I'm sorry.

[sovay]

Fired? Oh, man. I'm sorry.

Should clarify: I haven't lost my job! Just in the sense of this day is fired, irretrievably sucks. If I had actually been fired, this screen would be full of profanity.

[readingthedark.livejournal.com]

Ah. (My comment posted before yours, but since I guessed appropriately, I will leave it for posterity.)

[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

Ah ha! I get it.;)

[readingthedark.livejournal.com]

Yes, if I'm interpreting correctly, I'm also sorry to hear. If you've been fired, I'm very sorry and hope it leads to better things. If today's being fired and not you, I say off with this Friday's head.

[sovay]

If you've been fired, I'm very sorry and hope it leads to better things. If today's being fired and not you, I say off with this Friday's head.

I have clarified the wording of my post. Thank you. I'm totally good with decapitating today.

[sovay]

Thinking of you.

Thank you.

[greygirlbeast.livejournal.com]

Very sorry, for all these things. If you'd like to visit, if you're up to it, let me know.

[sovay]

If you'd like to visit, if you're up to it, let me know.

Thank you. I think right now I'm going to lie on the couch and occasionally yell at things on the internet, but I would like to take you up on this offer soon.

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

Anything you want from emusic is yours.

Nine

[sovay]

Anything you want from emusic is yours.

Heh. Thank you.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

That's it, march right out and get the chicken.

Voodoo is an excellent religion for all the family, even those members of it who are dead. (Or however that quote goes.)

We're currently listening to "Any Way You Want It" by Journey as rendered on wind-chime and xylophone, and while your goddaughter likes it, I can't say I recommend. Alas.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

I shall entertain you with the glossolalic goddaughter glossary!

KAHT, k'teh KAT, caKAHT, &c: Hello. It appears you are feline.

Dogdogdog: It appears you are feline, but my mothers insist this is not so.

Hah: Greetings.

Hlao hlao: Pardon me. I must take this call. It's Elmo.

La la!: Sesame Street!

La la! (automotive): That had better be Mumford and Sons and not fucking Raffi.

Caw CAW!: Behold! An avian raptor!

Needat: If you do not surrender that object/food item, I will die.

Mmmmmm: Food.

Mama: Rotund dark-haired woman with glasses! Achtung!

Mommy: I need that! Pick me up! Oh, look, a lady! Also, Mommy.

Eat (signed): Sippy cup, please.

More (signed): Grapes.

Water (signed): Water. Or Coke. I know that's Coke in there.

Na na: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! GOING DOWN WITH ALL HANDS! STUCK IN MY KETTLE DRUM AGAIN!

Dump: Jump.

Dididididi: Dance.

Buhbye: Buhbye.


This has been "How To Speak Noel."

[sovay]

Na na: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! GOING DOWN WITH ALL HANDS! STUCK IN MY KETTLE DRUM AGAIN!

Okay, actually, it hurt, but that made me laugh.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

You of all people should know that being musical is dangerous.

...We don't know why that means "Help!" We suspect it's because we come into the room, discover her wedged in the kettledrum/standing on the tricycle, and exclaim, "Noel!" --thereby inextricably linking her name with imminent bodily harm.

Glad we could make you laugh. *hugs*

[rose-lemberg.livejournal.com]

Feel better soon!

[sovay]

Feel better soon!

Working on it!

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

*gives the day a box and sends it to HR*

Music to soothe the savage day?

[sovay]

*gives the day a box and sends it to HR*

Hee. Thank you.

Music to soothe the savage day?

I've never heard this!

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Talis is one of my favorite artists. I cannot recommend her Archetype Cafe CD highly enough. It's been a huge influence on a lot of my friends and on me.

[chomiji]

>hugs<

[sovay]

>hugs<

Thank you very much.

[steepholm.livejournal.com]

I realise that Friday has long since been dismissed from your life without references, but I only just saw this. If you like loud catchy brass, I assume you know Bellowhead? If not, check them out. Also, my son caught this group at Womad last year, in all their techno-bavarian grandeur...

Hope you're feeling well enough not to need it, though.

[sovay]

Also, my son caught this group at Womad last year, in all their techno-bavarian grandeur...

Bellowhead I know and love, but I'd never heard of LaBrassBanda. Thank you!

Hope you're feeling well enough not to need it, though.

Incrementally, I think.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry. I hope you're feeling better today, at least a bit.

I'm not much good at loud catchy brass, but I'm trying to think if I've got anything that might comfort you, or at least please.

[schreibergasse.livejournal.com]

:(

[sovay]

:(

It did get better; I went to see an opera the next day. And then I spent the entirety of today recovering from having gone to see the opera, but still . . .