I've spent a large portion of this day doing whatever strikes my fancy. Surprisingly, despite the break in which I made some parmesan crusted chicken and earl grey, that's consisted primarily of listening to the Kingdom of Heaven station on Pandora. The list of songs that fit this genre are comparatively few, yet exceedingly epic. Many are saturated with string virtuosos to make you weep, followed by the sustained wave of sound that accompanies an impending buildup of music that will swell forth to burst through your chest. This music makes me buoyant and smiles come unbidden to my face. It is sad to me that these songs are no longer appreciated as they once were. They are now relegated to poor grade school recitals and heard by unfeeling masses who understand movies only for the visual aspect they produce. The greatest gift that the movie industry has given is not the thousands upon thousands of hours of rather mediocre entertainment, but rather the outlet through which classical music has survived and evolved.
Sappy.
Alright guys, here's the rub: I have no goal for my life. I need one. I hate wasting time. It's a precious commodity that I can't get back. I want to use my overabundance of time to accomplish something. Unfortunately, I do not feel like I'm accomplishing anything worthwhile in college as college itself has been the biggest let down since The Phantom Menace. So, I need a side project. I need to commence writing this Byzantine epic and stop just talking about it. And I want to get into mosaics. Yup.
Pickup Line Outro: "Hey baby, you in Slytherin or Gryffindor? Because I'd like to Slytherin your Gryffindor."
gross. funny.
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