I really, really meant to catch up today, but I find myself utterly incapable of writing a long post at the moment. It's raining, there are dogs to cuddle and tea to drink, and Japanese to study and a Ravel score to analyze and a frighteningly overdue practice session to have, and what with one thing and another I don't really feel like being on my computer at the moment.
So here, to keep my beloved mother happy, is a very short vido clip of me singing to myself in a cave on the coast of Chile, courtesy of Eric.
Tum tee tum, echoes are entertaining things. (2.3 MB)
More on this (utterly amazingly beautiful) cave and all the other stuff that's happened when I can discipline myself to write a full post.
(Random item of cheerful news: I got an A in the UCLA class, and my lowest grade was a 97 on the midterm; everything else was 100/100. Sweet balm for my perfectionistic soul. Although I'm almost annoyed that he wasn't a little more critical, since some of those papers were BAD. Like, stinky awful poorly organized randomness. Oh well.)