i think i should work on my language skills. see, if i had paid rather more attention, i could have picked up much more italian than i did by now, singing so much italian. and german, for that matter. i also feel that i should brush up on my french and my chinese. perhaps i should go to Mary's more often and try to have conversations with the waitresses and proprietor. and i should really dig out my LaRousse's [owned by Vivendi!] French-English/English-French dictionary and try to read some French. i never did get very far into the original of Samuel Beckett's En Attendant Godot, though i did of course read the english version quite a few times. and now i've got all these email about Vivendi to read. some forum called VivendiWatch. seems interesting. and i've been very curious about Vivendi's environmental practices, remember. i really love both italian and german. italian is so rich and flamboyant; it rolls off the tongue and is full of vowels and is a decadent, indulgent pleasure to sing in. german has such brilliant, driving consonants, and the music often has a lovely, strangely vigorus and piquant delicacy.
no, i can't really explain why i'm talking about this. i think it's because i actually practiced voice yesterday. i'm working on a couple Tosti pieces (the italian) and a couple Schubert pieces (the German). and i really should acquire that book of songs by Clara Schumann. i loved those so much... anyway, my voice teacher is finally back in town, so perhaps i'll be able to have a lesson next week, oooh.
i feel as if i should try to relate something humourous. i mean, other people's journals have occasional hilarity. whereas the closest i seem to get is frivolity. when i'm not being dead serious i'm being frivolous. great. perhaps it's just that i allow myself to ramble so much. letting myself write how i talk. on one hand, i have had it noted that my entries have alot of my personality in them. which is good. it can be considered one of the goals, even. but on the other hand, maybe if it were a little more structured and perhaps even edited or something, it might be more coherent, have more bright shiny moments... i don't know. i'm just not sure if that would be as much fun for me. and as this journal is essentially an exercise in self-indulgence, i generally feel that i should just do what i like in this regard.
okay, less rambling, more sleep.