i don't know if i'm cut out for this business. in fact, i have no idea. it will be a good training ground. well-oiled machine, that's for sure...i just hope that it doesn't take over my life. i can't work more than 3 nights/2 nights+lunch/week. it would wear me down.
alice very graciously went shopping with me in white plains to find white oxford shirts and khaki pants. i bought some cute black shoes (mistake). i didn't sit down once (or go to the bathroom) during my entire shift. i was on my feet the entire time. i have massive blisters from those new shoes and my legs are sore.
i sang a gig at a church in the city this morning as a favor to jp (research and writing teacher at purchase), which was a mistake. i should have just slept. my brain was too fried to rehearse with marc in the afternoon, so i took a day. played a little, burned myself with the iron trying to smooth out my new gap khakis, finished reading teacher man by frank mccourt (angela's ashes), still am in the middle of a tree grows in brooklyn, which, derek balcom was right, is a chick book. we have yet to think of an equivalent phrase to "chick flick" that applies to literature.
i saw ladysmith black mambazo perform at the PAC on friday, $5 student rush (nice). they have an exquisite sound that never really varies, velvety polyphony...they sang "homeless" and spoke a lot about peace and love as means of conflict resolution. the original guy who started the group 46 years ago still sings with them. i was so tired, i just closed my eyes and sank into the velvet.

purchase symphony orchestra's first concert is this weekend! friday night, 8pm, PAC. program: martin ballade (crystal zagarello, flute), le tombeau de couperin, debussy nocturnes and messaien oiseaux exotiques. should be sweet.
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we do have a name for "chick books" it's "chick lit" (clever, huh?) but I don't think "A Tree Grows In Brooklyn" counts. Chick lit is new paperback stuff involving bitchy bosses, references to high fashion, usually taking place in NYC. The Devil Wears Prada and Nanny Diaries are break-away chick lit hits. "Tree Grows in Brooklyn" is more of a classic coming-of-age story written before girls/women were considered complex enough to be the heros of those types of novels. I read it in high school and really identified with Francie at the time. Literary lesson concluded. :)
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