my mouse is bugging me. it doesn't like moving down or right. this gives me difficulties and trials of patience. today i finished reading Where Angels Fear to Tread, by e.m. forster, and started reading A Room with a View by the same author. they're both in one book along with Howard's End. i got them at a very upscale garage sale along with some other literature. it has some very interesting themes. one of them is to stay gold. no, just kidding. it was about falseness and sincerity and things like that. i don't feel like explaining it right now, but i could write an essay about it i suppose. you'd be surprised how often i think of writing essays lately. i had big plans for today, but i ended up lazing around eating pizza pops, reading, napping, reading some more... then i watched fire me please. it was way less enjoyable to watch it on my own. but after that i watched a chapter of that history of canada show. i liked it. i'd like to watch all of them.

pete was here when i got home from work. we're civil now. he doesn't leave stuff on my bookshelf, and we talk normally like we used to. the adjustment period is over.

it's been 4 weeks since i've seen steve. it's gone by really quickly, but it seems like so long ago too. i phoned him on sunday and left a message but he hasn't phoned me back. i didn't think he'd be that way.

elicia and i have been learning alto together. she has a keyboard in her room and we pick songs that she can play and learn the alto together and then we sing harmony together taking turns on who sings what. so far we've learned redeemer of israel, secret prayer, and god be with you til we meet again. right now my throat is still pretty raw and it's impossible for me to sing the chorus of god be with you, and sound good, so i always sing alto on that one. and elicia likes me to sing soprano on redeemer of israel (a song i'm passionate about) because i can sing louder than her and she says tactfully that the alto doesn't need to be belted out but you need to really hear the soprano. i could tell she was worried about offending me, and i told her that i can take that kind of critisizm, and that i could do the alto quieter if that's what she wanted, but that embarrassed her. anyways we had a nice time together. it started on sunday and we had another session last night. sunday was a worship by singing kind of day for me. when i was getting ready for church, i didn't feel that sabbath-y yet, so i started singing to myself in the bathroom, starting with all 8 verses of book of mormon stories in swedish and went from there. i sang primary songs, hymns and young women's songs. i enjoyed myself quite a bit. then in relief society someone said something about favourite hymns and karey and i started going through the hymnbook pointing out our favourites and i saw so many old friends that we hardly ever sing, and i missed the times when katie and i would sit for hours at the piano on sundays singing hymns together. i love doing that. and i remembered the time that gram and i sat like that in utah after taking karey to the mtc, or when our living room was full of family and we all sang loud and in harmony just because we liked to. those are special times to me. all the singing together on road trips, and at camp fires, and at dark doors of bedrooms, or while working together in the yard or chopping wood, and even every morning at family prayer when we were often cranky and i couldn't hit the right notes, or the time when we sang around gram's bed when she was dying and cried and said good bye to her. singing means love and family and unity.

i have to buy a blow dryer because karey's going to be away for 10 days. woe is me.