i think, things are getting *a little* out of proportion:
i can’t remember the last time, we had that much snow!
of course, i’m eager to repress winters from my memory, so that doesn’t really count for a lot…
i’ve written the last two *extensively long* posts while lying in my bed, with my notebook on the belly.
i did it this way, because it was very relaxing, AND i’m so tired i couldn’t have done it sitting.
on the other hand, there’s so much i want to do/finish only within the next 10 minutes, i just can’t go to sleep yet.
my eyes are nearly closing unwillingly, but i’m too busy to give them a rest.
and there it is already, the mighty go-to-bed-headache.
maybe this is getting self-destructive?
[lyrics quote of the moment]
i go to the clyde for to mourn and weep
for satisfied i never can be
i write her letters, just a few short lines
and suffer death a thousand times
gaelic storm – black is the colour (link)
it’s interesting how perspectives can change over time.
for a long time i was feeling awkward for our (=the tyrolean) traditions. they just seemed ridiculous, and really uncivilized. by the time, especially when i got to make more and more international contacts, somehow my cultural proudness (folklore-wise) grew – up to the current point.
i realized that – although some of them are total bull****, senseless and not worth even thinking about for a second – some others are really nice ancient customs that should absolutely be kept alive!
i’ve gotten very proud of (many of) tyrol’s traditions and or our folklore music (if practiced correctly) in the past few years, because they’re something our great-grandparents already adhered enthusedly. and because they’re unique to our region and landscape.
- please keep in mind here, that i’m still fighting strongly for “ ‘it’s always been that way’ is NOT an argument FOR ANYTHING!”
it’s more like i’m re-discovering the sense and thought behind some of them.
i always loved irish folklore (check out altan and gaelic storm), and traditional african choir music (go look for lebo m [you've got to listen to "the lion sleeps tonight"!] and miriam makeba) – but now i really appreciate the huge variety of tyrolean folk-music…
in other news, i’ve started to create my own “insider-traditions” or “family-traditions”.
for example, i decided to show up at my brother and his girlfriend’s birthday parties ALWAYS in a tux, no matter the theme, company or climate. (the first time, i was asked “so, where are you going afterwards?” in a very serious way :smile:)
one long-time tradition that i’m likely to break this year is “not celebrating my birthday”. i generally don’t feel very social in winter, so these last years i either just didn’t celebrate or had a good excuse (exams, …) to not celebrate. i don’t think i missed out on something.
but 2005 is different. my concept of life, friends, … has changed. because if you look closely, it’s just a good occasion to meet up with people you like.
i don’t feel like i have to compensate for those people who just look for an opportunity to get really drunk anymore. not sure i felt so at all, previously.
so that’s two completely different posts in “music and contemplative”. not bad!
there’s a tiny little photo update.
when i saw the tiny stamens on a crown of thorns (euphorbia milii), i just had to get everything set up for a supermacro shot.
the second motive is lychee paring, which i believed to be very clean until i had a look at the pictures…
god, i love that state when i’m waiting for the exam papers (or i’m waiting for 35 minutes to be let into the auditorium, must hope to get a seat at all, and then i’m waiting for the exam papers, like today) and my mind keeps bubbling along with all the stuff i’ve learned.
to begin documenting today’s events chronologically: i was swamped with good feelings (as it happens a lot, lately) when i entered the campus area – even though there was only one person around. and a bicycle ;-) (see photos way down)
so, after i figured i was in the wrong building, [more...]
i can’t believe i forgot to publish this post from early january:
do you think my doctor is trying to tell me something?
isn’t prescribing “retard”-capsules a little too manifest?
maybe i should stop asking every doctor i come across stuff that i always wanted to know.
you know, the kind of questions that make doctors go “hmmm, i’m not sure. [long silence here] maybe, it’s because …”
lately, when i told my mom something medical, she asked “did you ask the doctor or did she tell you herself?”. but it was more of a rhetorical question, because the answer was pretty obvious…
