For the past two days I have been (trying to do some) reading. The Nature of the Firm, Ronald H. Coase. The amazing (ly unengaging) Nobel Prize winning paper, 1937. It's actually not that bad. Maybe a bit confusing cos he uses fancy language. But suddenly my split ends and orientation brochures seemed to draw my attention, and looking up random things on the internet to expand my general knowledge seemed like a very worthwhile use of my time.
I got through it. Eventually. 2 and a half pages of notes later.
Having finished that I went to see if the music room was free. I miss my piano. I miss a tuned piano. I miss being able to play when I want, as long as I want. I don't like having to book the room, and being kicked out when the next person comes. I don't like the piano being slightly not the same note as recordings on my phone. I'm glad I'm not pitch perfect, and that my pitch memory can be modified by what I'm hearing often. Which means that soon my reference of pitch will be tuned to this shocking piano, and I won't even notice it anymore. The piano wasn't free.
The walls are not soundproofed. But that's really not making a difference to me. Although I did think that the point of a music room would be to soundproof it.
This morning the cleaner Dulcie came to clean my room. I feel bad that someone is cleaning my room, so I tidied up a bit so that hopefully I make her job a bit easier. Though the cleaners just vacuum the little walkway in the room and wipe down the sink and empty the bin. This place is still really dusty. I want to go down and borrow the vaccuum cleaner from the housekeeper myself.
I'll stop whinging. Happy things.
- I chatted to Dave on Skype with the webcam this morning!
- We're planning to go into the city tonight to take pictures :)
This is terrible. I can't think of anything else that's happy. *back to being depressing*
Everyone seems to be out. Though I guess appreciate time by myself cos I've been going out/hanging out in people's rooms/having people in my room quite a lot.
In other news, some of these comments made me gag just a little bit
http://www.kclfs.com/videos.php
Back to my internet surfing.
I got through it. Eventually. 2 and a half pages of notes later.
Having finished that I went to see if the music room was free. I miss my piano. I miss a tuned piano. I miss being able to play when I want, as long as I want. I don't like having to book the room, and being kicked out when the next person comes. I don't like the piano being slightly not the same note as recordings on my phone. I'm glad I'm not pitch perfect, and that my pitch memory can be modified by what I'm hearing often. Which means that soon my reference of pitch will be tuned to this shocking piano, and I won't even notice it anymore. The piano wasn't free.
The walls are not soundproofed. But that's really not making a difference to me. Although I did think that the point of a music room would be to soundproof it.
This morning the cleaner Dulcie came to clean my room. I feel bad that someone is cleaning my room, so I tidied up a bit so that hopefully I make her job a bit easier. Though the cleaners just vacuum the little walkway in the room and wipe down the sink and empty the bin. This place is still really dusty. I want to go down and borrow the vaccuum cleaner from the housekeeper myself.
I'll stop whinging. Happy things.
- I chatted to Dave on Skype with the webcam this morning!
- We're planning to go into the city tonight to take pictures :)
This is terrible. I can't think of anything else that's happy. *back to being depressing*
Everyone seems to be out. Though I guess appreciate time by myself cos I've been going out/hanging out in people's rooms/having people in my room quite a lot.
In other news, some of these comments made me gag just a little bit
http://www.kclfs.com/videos.php
Back to my internet surfing.
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