Music history was kinda boring because Emily is gone for the week, and I swear, she's the only one who keeps us all awake most days. But I'm trying my best to take over in her absence. I think the rest of the class might be a little annoyed with me for it, but oh well. It was snowing a little during work, which sucked because I didn't dress as warmly as I should have. I tried my best to find habituals though, so I could sit in the van, and I succeeded. I think I found three or four. Music Theory IV had their spring fling today, which sounded like a big deal in the PA, but I couldn't go because I had my cello lesson. My last one of the semester! When I got to Dr. Rodgers' office, the door was open, so I went on in. Then I got this wicked idea and closed the door behind me, so when Dr. Rodgers tried to get back in it was locked! He does that trick to me all the time, so I finally got him back. It was funny. I tried to finish my paper in the music library, and to my credit, I did work on it, but then I wanted to go to orchestra instead (to procrastinate). I saw Ben in the music locker hallway, and he said that he thought about what we talked about last night . . . and he decided he does want to do a joint recital next semester! I hope we can make it happen; it would be so awesome. Imagine: cello and clarinet solos, our respective concertos, and then a clarinet trio at the end (cello/clarinet/piano). Wouldn't that rock?! I think he's almost for sure doing WAMSO as well; I mean, if he's going to put in that much work for a recital, he might as well. Now I just have to talk to Katie about the recital. I wonder if Ben has an accompanist in mind? In orchestra we sightread the Vivaldi double cello concerto (Christine and me). It was Christine's "debut" on cello, then she went back to viola for our next piece, "Russlan and Ludmilla." The icky evaluation forms came last. I had to fill one out, even though I'm not technically enrolled in orchestra and I only came to like five rehearsals the entire semester. I'm a little excited to be in it again next year; I miss rehearsal more than once a week. There's only so much individual practice does for you. There's just something about playing with other musicians that you can't get by playing alone. Brian called me tonight right before MSO. He ranted about Amy, and I ranted about Amy, then I ranted about Neil, and neither of us felt like we were really finished talking to the other, but I had to go to MSO so he told me to call him back sometime. Probably not tonight, but I'll try tomorrow maybe. I left MSO early tonight because my wrist started hurting about ten minutes into rehearsal. By breaktime it was killing me. Some days my hands feel normal, but the next the pain is unbearable. I guess today's just one of those days. I'm so frustrated with my body when this happens. It's tough to deal with. Ugh. I shouldn't write much more because typing makes it worse.