Day 067: *?!%?!!-@?
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Vienna 1971—A Student Journal
A year of music, study, travel, sightseeing &
friends.
Day 67
— *?!%?!!-@?
08-October-1971
(Fri.)
TRANSCRIPT
Today was my typical day.
Practice morning; rest; practice afternoon;
rest—actually, the rest is not such a rest—practice
at night. All together, a little over 3 hours after
the first session my lip was extremely tired. After
that, I was going downhill. My lip kept on
changing—and everything would be different all the
time—* And I’m really not
sure what to do to make the best change.
That’s what
is really frustrating.
Now, my lip is dead, and it feels like I’m getting a
blister! *?!%?!!-@?
REFLECTIONS
*?!%?!!-@?
Clever
blog title, huh? Look at that, one day earlier I
admit that I am swearing, and today I
actually
swear in my
journal, thus the blog title. To be truthful, I
replaced some unknown glyph-character with the
percent sign because no computer character exists for
that symbol. Call it literary license. In general, I
don't think swearing is all that helpful. Frustration
and anger does bring out the worst in the human
character. Easy-going is better and much more fun.
Ok?
No swearing. Easy-going.
Don’t
gimme any lip. I did
practice a lot, and that’s good. Three hours is a bit
much on a brass instrument and explains why my lip
went dead. I bet that a lot of you will think that
I’m a whiner—but I’m not. We tend to only write about
the things that are frustrating, or problems, and
occasionally new and exciting things. Just like the
news and TV. So, I apologize for all of this whining
36 years ago.
Let’s see what happens tomorrow.
John
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