After having to go into crisis mode last night (nothing life-threatening, purely Frosh Revue related) and then having to go to bed before finishing my reading thanks to a sizeable headache, I wasn't looking forward to my 9:30 AM lesson.  But then of course it went well and I love both thinking about something like double stops and then also feeling ( Read more... )

Yesterday I had a lesson with Scott, my viola teacher here, and I had a really cute conversation with Michele in the music office, and I also practiced for a good long time and was actually able to focus, and all that made me realize that I was just being silly about the whole thing and I always try to psych myself out about things like auditions ( Read more... )

I like rather spontaneous plans that turn out well.  Yesterday after the library I drove (through the torrential downpour -- eek!) to Sofela's (Pierre's?  what are the kids callin him these days?) to play through our Bartok duets.  We got them at some point last year when we used to have lessons back to back, so it brought back some fond memories ( Read more... )

mmm... I'm in fuzzy sleepy full mode, cause I just got home and put on PJs and made myself a bowl of soup. and now I'm sitting here listening to a playlist from December that I listened to religiously over winter break, and it's really cute ( Read more... )

one of my problems with work seems to be that my boss doesn't understand the limits of the task he's laid out for me. so I kind of twiddle my thumbs and try my darndest to find new information to work with, but unfortunately, the more I find, the more I realize what I'm doing is pretty futile. I'm supposed to be generating multiple choice ( Read more... )

I had an elaborate entry written, but it sounded too much like an assigned essay or something circa middle school. sometimes I wish I could write well. but I shall attempt to convey this all without rambling ( Read more... )

arg! so every time I think I start to have this summer job thing settled, I hit another road block. I really should be practicing for my lesson right now, but I'm in much more of a rant mood than a bruch romance mood. but after the dreams of being a farmer petered out (it turns out, folks, that if you want to be a farm "apprentice," you have to ( Read more... )

P.S. Apparently, Hoffenberg was actually serious about my joining choir second semester. I just got a nice, friendly, flattering email from him about it. (I know, I know, lure them in with flattery and kindness, right?) But still, it's impressive that he mentioned it the last week of classes first semester and was apparently serious enough ( Read more... )

so in spite of finals and crazy end-of-semester nonsense, I've been having a great few days. Moon Over Buffalo was tons of fun, despite our significant improv-ing in two of the three shows ("what? the operator's name isn't frank..."). and I got some really flattering compliments from people, which was really nice -- or, well, as flattering as ( Read more... )