complainy post

This is a complainy post.

My stomach is upset but I can't fix it because I need water but the water on my floor tastes disgusting.

There's a hole in my window screen so there's a giant spider living between the screen and the window and I can't open the window because I don't want the giant spider living in my room.

It's been cold and rainy all day.

My guitar lesson did not go well today. I didn't feel like I clicked very well with him and I basically learned that I know nothing. And he wants me to bring music that I want to learn to play, but the books I bought at the music sale are wrong (how was I supposed to know? he never answered my "what should I bring" email) and what music do I play? I look up chords and lyrics online! That won't work: he wants stuff with notes and blah, so he can figure out what to tell me to do. I should just be like, teach me John Denver, Peter Paul & Mary, and don't worry about the Christian blah blah stuff.

I'm still not completely unpacked.

Conducting class is yuck, because I'm playing the bass part ( written in C) on my Bb tenor sax (a treble clef instrument). Which means I'm double transposing on the fly at 9am every morning. In case you don't know what that means, yes, it is as complicated (more complicated) than it sounds.

My internship conflicts with CWW. Which means I have to figure out exactly the dates & times that things conflict, hope they don't change at all, and talk to Doc and band council about missing CWW. For those of you that don't know what CWW (this year pronounced: see-dub-dub), it's Christmas With Wartburg, Wartburg's version of Manhattan After Dark, only done in a four-night concert series with all the ensembles, put on right before heck week, so you go into heck week tired and exhausted. Whoopie!!

Alrighty, that's enough complaining for now. I have to make this room look decent before RD comes over and we hang out and decorate and watch movies.