Okabout that journal.
It's improvise_me and well, I have to remember the pw to the email account I linked it to, then I'll switch to it. :P
Had a long weekend, played in a concert Sunday that went well, nailed *most* of my solos, won't talk about the one I buggered, because I blame the piece of music. Seriously. Hate. Even with that though, it was ok. No one else knew I messed a line up, but *I* knew, and it bugged me.
Um, I didn't get much time to sleep (I didn't want to take the time away because I *know* I'm going to take some time soon)and am now sneezing and trying to ignore my runny nose and other annoyances. Ys, I'm sick. Grr. It happens whenever I push myself a little too hard- my immune system just goes on strike. Annabelle was a dream through a 3 hour classical/orchestral concert. She sat in the balcony and looked down into the orchestra, and told me the thinks the bassoon is a lovely instrument, but she wants to start learning to play the violin. I think I might let her take lessons soon if she wants. (I need direction for an instrument here, I don't *do* strings, and I don't really get the 1/4 1/2 3/4 sizes... erm.. Joy? any words of advice? Brass and winds, I can handle, strings are a world of their own.)
And now, trying to comfort myself, I'm going to have a cup of tea, and some ramen. Why? Because I feel icky and lazy feels good.
Had a long weekend, played in a concert Sunday that went well, nailed *most* of my solos, won't talk about the one I buggered, because I blame the piece of music. Seriously. Hate. Even with that though, it was ok. No one else knew I messed a line up, but *I* knew, and it bugged me.
Um, I didn't get much time to sleep (I didn't want to take the time away because I *know* I'm going to take some time soon)and am now sneezing and trying to ignore my runny nose and other annoyances. Ys, I'm sick. Grr. It happens whenever I push myself a little too hard- my immune system just goes on strike. Annabelle was a dream through a 3 hour classical/orchestral concert. She sat in the balcony and looked down into the orchestra, and told me the thinks the bassoon is a lovely instrument, but she wants to start learning to play the violin. I think I might let her take lessons soon if she wants. (I need direction for an instrument here, I don't *do* strings, and I don't really get the 1/4 1/2 3/4 sizes... erm.. Joy? any words of advice? Brass and winds, I can handle, strings are a world of their own.)
And now, trying to comfort myself, I'm going to have a cup of tea, and some ramen. Why? Because I feel icky and lazy feels good.