Here we go ... I spent way too much money over spring break. It didn't seem like that much at the time, but I guess if you count the plane ticket it was quite a bit. I had a good time, so I don't really care. Too late to worry about it now.

Madness is all around me. So much to do - more than I ever thought possible with only one "real" class this term. When I have too many things to do, sometimes I get stuck trying to decide what to do first. The ultimate result is nothing gets done. I've become a master at working under a deadline - specifically, the day before the deadline. I've also become a master at sight-reading for gigs. When they give me the music so far in advance I feel obligated to look it over, but I never have the time. It always works out. Everything I've ever done on viola has been sight-reading, so I may as well go with what works.

Oh, here's a Damien Rice song. I forgot I had this. He's been featured on NPR endlessly, which surprises me since his music is hardly "sanitized" enough for public radio.

Caleb brought me a sandwich. The bacon was chewy, but hey, free lunch. It came with stale Oreos (mmm) and some regular chips (ick) and an apple with a curious brown streak on it.

I have now received a warning from the other room not to eat the apple. It tasted gross anyway.