Abandoning Format

I'm abandoning my established format in favor of something more conducive to good writing.

I bought a new(er) car a little less than a month ago, a 2007 Toyota Prius. I had to take out a small loan from the credit union, but so far it seems like a worthy investment. It's name is Turtle, and buying it accomplished the few things I wanted in a new(er) car: a hatchback with as good or better fuel efficiency compared to the 2001 Nissan Sentra I was driving before. Turtle has a few more features I like in a car, namely, a tire pressure sensor and an auxiliary plug for the stereo. Since Turtle is not a brand new car, I've already had to replace the windshield wipers and a tire (a second will follow with my next paycheck next week). That tire pressure sensor has already come in handy!

Turtle and I took our first road trip this past weekend, heading to Pittsburgh for the Pittsburgh Symphony's Singing City event, a concert with a mass choir of 2,000 singing the finale from Mahler's Second Symphony ("Resurrection") and a bit of Verdi's Requiem, among other things. Dear friend Z kindly lent me part of her floor and an air mattress so I didn't have to shell out for the hotel. This turned out to be a fantastic decision, as the hotel was at the Waterfront and the Squirrel Hill Tunnel was closed, meaning there was a ridiculous wait to get off at that exit. I sat for an hour in traffic on Saturday night with one of my fellow EPC members, waiting to take her back to the hotel. The concert was wonderful, though acoustics in the Petersen Events Center are... less than ideal for classical music. Still, a great experience with a wonderful ensemble.

Boyfriend graduates from law school in a little less than a month. I'll be traveling down to VA for that, then up to Baltimore for the AAM conference, then back to VA to pick up Turtle before coming home. Still trying to work out how to get from VA up to Baltimore as there are no MARC trains on Sundays. Amtrak may have to substitute, I haven't quite decided yet.

I've recently discovered that mini blinds are the scourge the earth. They collect dust and mold like nobody's business and can't be cleaned with a vacuum like dust on the floorboards, windowsill and floor. I don't understand the terrible magic that holds dust onto mini blinds, but I don't like it. TWO HOURS, a quarter bottle of Method cleaner and most of a roll of paper towels later, mine are clean. But my hands hurt. Ow.

I am hoping blogging more often will help to improve my writing. We'll see how long that lasts.