My last graduate school audition is this afternoon at Meredith. It's also my last obligation as an undergraduate piano major. I'm almost starting to believe the end is approaching.Tomorrow, among many other things, such …
It's the kind of day that makes you want to wiggle your toes.
Ah my foes and oh my friends, my American Literature CLEP was very nearly The Test That Wasn't. Painting was scheduled to begin at the testing center by 1 pm, and my test was scheduled for 2 pm. Carpets, doors, and walls…
My friends have remarked that it's unfair of me to call all American literature dismal and depraved. I concede that it is unfair. My view of American writing is rather bleak after ten days in the company of vicious chara…
Bluegrass is good for the soul. Especially when well played by five young men who have a highly enthusiastic audience packed into a room of very moderate size. Check out Zachary's blog for information about their CD, an…
I know, I know, I know it's late! - but I just realized it's eleven days till OPENING DAY!
I'm giving myself exactly ten minutes for blogging.This week has been crammed to bursting point, but now I'm down to my last piano event - my Meredith audition next weekend. This past weekend was the Howard competition a…
My little sister's away message is "La la! Bonk."Doesn't that perfectly encapsulate the middle of a semester?
As a rousing finale to my spring break, I got good and properly sick for the first time in a long time, and spent most of yesterday creeping around the house wondering why the world was turning cartwheels, and why the ro…
Somehow, the later it gets in the day, the more one has to do. Even if you've spent the entire day plowing through your to-do list.I don't do quizzes often, but this is for Mrs. Kizer, who tagged me, and Jeanna, who tell…