My oboe cracked. Is now repaired. I have a new student. She is timid and her oboe is a wreck. Hopefully she will buy a new one. Yes ( Read more... )

had a really productive practice session today, ate delicious 'vege' sushi-type things with Pat, raked the leaves and distributed them on various garden beds, did laundry and made spaghetti. Yay productive warm rainy days ( Read more... )

I am beginning to appreciate the necessity and usefulness of paper trails*.

*or digital paper trails, in this case.

I've been talking a lot lately and being really snippy and saying some nasty stuff. Most of it has been in jest but has too much truth in it to be comfortable. I'm not sure cattyness is a happy state for me. I think I may stop for a while.

Tennis is one of those lovely activities that are often made better when one is bad and enthusiastic at once, or perhaps tennis is just good in general, and you can be bad or talented and still enjoy the thing. I, personally, am fond of stylistic awesomeness in the midst of truly inexcusable ineptitude. Yes. I am bad at tennis. The warped racket ( Read more... )

The Megabeth Masterclass is going to start at 7pm, not six ( Read more... )

I was tired enough yesterday that I'm not sure if I imagined writing an entry or whether I just didn't save it. Probably the latter ( Read more... )

I read my horoscope at the grind coffee place last night. It spooked me ( Read more... )

Things have been happening. I've got that stupid lethargy that comes with not having money/job etc, but have been mostly overcoming it by thinking about pruning shears and working at mec or or a landscaping company. I wrote the best cover letter I have ever written last night and gave it to a nervous guy at mec. The same girl I'd talked to ( Read more... )

Today I fail in many ways, but I'm still pretty ok with it all ( Read more... )