correlli, vivaldi, whatever.

at some point tonite i realized how stupendously idiodic this all is. i get back from three days trying to figure out where my life went (thank you ATL) and then i set myself up for the idocy of hosting a party for my restaurant fold because they want their potato cakes.

so here i am still just trying to put stuff away and minorly concerned about all that crap and...well, i guess shit happens, you listen to old tapes and remember that you still care.

especially about everyone else.

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listening to 400 years of the violin. so majestic, so clean, so pure.