Today, we gathered everything that I'm taking with me and my dad decided that it would fit in the trunk easily enough. My parents had contemplated buying a roof rack so that we could strap any extra stuff to the roof, but I don't think we need to. I am a bit of a control freak / packing crazy man whereas my mother tends to overwrap everything and make sure that nothing could even come close to possibly breaking. My way of ensuring things don't break is that everything should be stuffed with other things and jammed so tightly with everything else that nothing can move or jostle, thus nothing breaks.
Don't think I'm crazy, glass and breakables are amply padded, but why waste valuable bubble wrap when I have so many ties and knitted items which have to be packed anyway, they might as well serve as protective packaging. The difference: my mother had carefully put all my kitchen stuff into 2 boxes. I took everything and fit the majority of it into the microwave. One of the pots which was in a box became another means of packaging. I fit 4 mugs, shot glasses, cutlery and spice shakers into the pot. Knitted mittens served to protect the glass and keep everything snuggly in place.
I finally got to talk to someone at Manitoba Health today. They sent me a PDF of the form I need to send in to get reimbursed for prescriptions. I filled out most of the information so all I will need to do is attach the Rx receipts, sign and date the bottom, and then send the form in. He told me that the whole process from me sending it in to getting a cheque shouldn't take more than a week.
I also went to my pharmacy to order as much as I could for the next few months at least. They reminded me that I will need to get a prescription from an Ontario doctor, cause they won't recognize the one from Manitoba.
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Monday, August 27, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
I finished burning all of my cd's into my laptop so I don't have to bring the actual discs with me; they can live in a filing cabinet downstairs. I also got around to cleaning out another drawer of my desk.
The bottom drawer has had the exclusive purpose over the last few years of housing everything to do with composition that I've been finished with. I had a few revelations as a result of reviewing and organizing these papers.
-I really haven't written very much, only nine pieces of which I would only consider 3 or 4 of them to be of any quality.
-I have learned and improved a lot over these composition attempts.
One of the first pieces I wrote was the piece for First Steps, the dance project from my second year of university. That piece was a double edged sword, marking the beginning of both improvising and composition. The project itself was a glorified way of me organizing my musical/improvisatory thoughts. Originally, I was going to find some pieces of music to play for the choreographer, but then I decided it would be easier to fit music to the choreography. I played some little snippets of music for the choreographer and she liked them. This gave me the permission I needed to play around more at the keyboard. By doing this, I was able to keep what I liked and write it down.
As a direct result, it led to me taking formal composition studies at university and it was my starting point for the structured improvisations that I use for almost every dance class now. I am not saying that I am super awesome at either thing yet, but seeing the amount that I've developed in 3 years is quite exciting.
Anyway, I've avoided packing for long enough.
The bottom drawer has had the exclusive purpose over the last few years of housing everything to do with composition that I've been finished with. I had a few revelations as a result of reviewing and organizing these papers.
-I really haven't written very much, only nine pieces of which I would only consider 3 or 4 of them to be of any quality.
-I have learned and improved a lot over these composition attempts.
One of the first pieces I wrote was the piece for First Steps, the dance project from my second year of university. That piece was a double edged sword, marking the beginning of both improvising and composition. The project itself was a glorified way of me organizing my musical/improvisatory thoughts. Originally, I was going to find some pieces of music to play for the choreographer, but then I decided it would be easier to fit music to the choreography. I played some little snippets of music for the choreographer and she liked them. This gave me the permission I needed to play around more at the keyboard. By doing this, I was able to keep what I liked and write it down.
As a direct result, it led to me taking formal composition studies at university and it was my starting point for the structured improvisations that I use for almost every dance class now. I am not saying that I am super awesome at either thing yet, but seeing the amount that I've developed in 3 years is quite exciting.
Anyway, I've avoided packing for long enough.
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