Where did the time go?

I'm down to 23 minutes before rehearsal.  This is so lame. It's not even a good rehearsal, either. Wednesday is bad rehearsal day, and this is the climax: Chamber Choir and Brass Choir. Now, you hear 'choir' and you think: pretty music. If  you'd like to break yourself of this habit, come to a Brass Choir concert.

Whew, it's nice to just write about stuff again. So let's see, what's going on? Well, life is still crazy, but beginning to wind down. Tomorrow I leave for Easter break. I'm taking a train to Vermont tomorrow evening, then on Saturday I'm going to Franklin, MA to visit Mere's family. Monday, I take another train back from there. In the process, I get a lesson with my old teacher, Giles, at Castleton. And I get to eat Ramunto's frigging amazing pizza!  Woooooot!

In other news, I'm contemplating moving to a different apartment. I absolutely love the one I'm in, and my roommates are amazing. But this other one is closer to campus. And since my roommates don't know if they're staying the entire time that I'm in college, it may be better to move now and know that I have a guaranteed place to stay that's practically on campus. It's such a tough decision, though.

One more thing: I'm starting a running thing on my blog called "Advice for Gays". It will mostly involve gay guys, and not lesbians. But I'm not going to specify in the title, because sometimes I have advice for them, too.

Advice for Gays: Girl is spelled with an 'i' and is only to be used on humans without penises. For example, I have a penis. And the next time you call me 'gurl', I'm going to prove that you have one, too. By holding it in my hand. The catch is that I'll be walking away from you at the time.

15 minutes. Ugh.  Peace.