The soundtrack to the movie is beautiful and sad - meant to embody the Alaskan landscape in music, it is mostly Richard Thomson on the guitar. If any of you want to play the guitar, I'll be all for it. I hope you play some musical instrument, even if it isn't the guitar, and even if it doesn't make you smarter, it's just a worthwhile thing. I am grateful for my very limited piano skills. I always secretly (or not so secretly?) wanted to be a rock star. I remember how grandpa used to play Linda Rondstat and Karla Bonoff songs on the piano - and sing along to them. I remember him being pretty good too, and I remember him doing it in the evening with the lights off.
Also, after the dishes I sent a message to an old professor via facebook, which tends to put me in a bad mood. I really don't like facebook, most of the people who post often are the same people who talk too much in real life, and are annoying. I always end up thinking I should remove myself from Facebook, but it has put me in touch with a few old friends.
I got a promotion this week, but so did a lot of other people, and with the change comes a healthy dose of internal uncertainty. I realized that while I want to move ahead, it also makes me feel guilty when it actually happens.
