home sweet home

Today was the most beautiful day I've ever seen. Running was awesome, but I think anything outside would have been hard to ruin. It's the kind of day that you just want to hold on to, but you constantly have this small twinge of sadness because you know you can't.

Today I finally got ahold of a song that I had been looking for for YEARS...literally, since freshman year in college. I couldn't remember the artist or name of the song, and only remembered a twisted, tone-deaf version of one line. I'm embarrassed to say what it is, but I guess embarrassment isn't that big of a deal...my face is red on a daily basis for one reason or another.

So...Velvet Underground...Perfect Day. Pretty appropriate that I found it on the most beautiful day of the year.

We cleaned our apartment tonight, and I once again love where I live. It's crazy how much I put off 2 hours of work...it really wasn't that big of a deal, and I'm so much more comfortable now. Stepping around dustballs and rationalizing reusing dirty dishes is just disgusting.

At dinner, we ran into the new principal oboe player of the Cleveland Orchestra, which is only funny or notable because we were joking about it the other night. I went to Interlochen with him in '96 (HUGE crush...), and then CIM for my first couple of years (huge crush on his best friend). It was good to see him and realize (once again!) that people who win big jobs are not necessarily super heros... rock stars for sure, but they don't all posess super powers...