Hurray, third day !
This is how I made this third day useful:
Got out of bed at 8.30u. LATE !!!!!!!!!!
Spent half an hour trying to call a "GAS CONTROL ORGANISM". Doubt began sneaking up at me, but I was lucky: I even managed it to make an appointment (thu 15/04/04 13.00h) with something that sounded like a woman. No surprise here.
Took some copies of very important papers. Had to go back to the copycentre - needed copies of slightly other very important papers. EUR0.80 down the drain.
Went back to the apartment which I try to renovate (= make it more suitable for mammals other then pigs). I felt like a little chat with the workers, but in situ: no plummers, no cable guys, no plasterers. No progression. But I did NOT get nervous: I calmly cancelled the appointment I had with that female gas control organism and did some stuff myself. Nothing very impressive, I have to admit.
Later on, I went to the academy of music in that part of Brussels. Main aim: enlist myself for some music classes next year. Primo: Piano lessons level 7. Secundo: Music history level 2. Tertio: pick up those cello lessons for beginners / try to get accepted in the local (catholic) choir / limit myself wisely to two courses. Alas, school closed, no entrance, no opening date, no reply on the telephone number. The fax, on the contrary, was being very helpful. Didn't understand my needs, though.
I went back home.
But this day had his sunny side: I did learn something new about this world: there is a Lichtensteinian composer and his name is Charpentier! He is no close relative of the great (French; that's why he's so great) composer and he's already dead, but imagine, Lichtensteinian! And if we look in his palette: Vaduz symphonies I&II, "An der schönen blauen Malbuner Bach" and the famous aria "Soll ich einmaal die Plassteikopfspitze anschauen". Surreal.
greetings,
djr
PS: To ananasdinges: congratulations. But a reward in terms of a something tactile, something materialized: none, sorry.
Got out of bed at 8.30u. LATE !!!!!!!!!!
Spent half an hour trying to call a "GAS CONTROL ORGANISM". Doubt began sneaking up at me, but I was lucky: I even managed it to make an appointment (thu 15/04/04 13.00h) with something that sounded like a woman. No surprise here.
Took some copies of very important papers. Had to go back to the copycentre - needed copies of slightly other very important papers. EUR0.80 down the drain.
Went back to the apartment which I try to renovate (= make it more suitable for mammals other then pigs). I felt like a little chat with the workers, but in situ: no plummers, no cable guys, no plasterers. No progression. But I did NOT get nervous: I calmly cancelled the appointment I had with that female gas control organism and did some stuff myself. Nothing very impressive, I have to admit.
Later on, I went to the academy of music in that part of Brussels. Main aim: enlist myself for some music classes next year. Primo: Piano lessons level 7. Secundo: Music history level 2. Tertio: pick up those cello lessons for beginners / try to get accepted in the local (catholic) choir / limit myself wisely to two courses. Alas, school closed, no entrance, no opening date, no reply on the telephone number. The fax, on the contrary, was being very helpful. Didn't understand my needs, though.
I went back home.
But this day had his sunny side: I did learn something new about this world: there is a Lichtensteinian composer and his name is Charpentier! He is no close relative of the great (French; that's why he's so great) composer and he's already dead, but imagine, Lichtensteinian! And if we look in his palette: Vaduz symphonies I&II, "An der schönen blauen Malbuner Bach" and the famous aria "Soll ich einmaal die Plassteikopfspitze anschauen". Surreal.
greetings,
djr
PS: To ananasdinges: congratulations. But a reward in terms of a something tactile, something materialized: none, sorry.
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