Another children's concert this morning. Well, two of them, actually. I'm sick of them.
What am I going to do for peer teaching. I am a performance major so I wouldn't have to worry about that stuff.      
Why, Beethoven 7. Why.

I have to brush my teeth now. And start the day.

Driving to East Lansing sometime tonight, probably in an hour. Jason and Tyler are coming with me, so whenever they are done with a meeting we are outta here. Then we're picking up Valerie from Oberlin so she can go homr for "fall break". What? I want a fall break. It's only about 1/2 hour out of the way, so it's not a big deal. She is a freshman there without a car, and why make her mom (my old horn prof.) drive there and back. So my little Kia will be full of people. And probably Valerie's stuff. There's always a lot to take back the first time home because you realize how small dorm rooms are.
But I'm tired. I was going to take a nap but I decided to eat dinner and clean my car and apartment instead. It was about time. I finally vacuumed out my car for the first time in a long while. And my kitchen was looking pretty scummy. I don't have many dishes and they were practically all dirty. And I like to leave dishes lying around everywhere. It's like a scavenger hunt.
Tomorrow is the MSU/OSU game. Katy is wonderful and got me and Jason tickets. Then Tyler, sort of joking around was like, why wasn't I invited? So Katy found two more tickets for him and Drew. So it will be a party. There is apparently going to be a sweet tailgate before the game, and kickoff is at 3:30 so it won't be an ungodly early in the morning tailgate. Those really aren't any fun.
It was week 8 in school apparently. I was tired all week for no particular reason. Things are going pretty well. I like the people I am stuck with all day, even if they do give me crap about my deformed toes, and the fact that I wear blue every day. I do wear blue a lot. And my toes are deformed. So I'm ok with it. Beethoven 7 is going ok and hopefully I will continue to have a fairly consistent high range. I have an assistant. Because I am cool like that. And there are a bunch of high passages everywhere. Obviously I have worked on the excerpts forever, but a few of them kind of sneak up on me in the actual part. I am not really sure where my assistant needs to play in all the movements because we haven't rehearsed enough. But I feel bad when he just sits there. So I'll make him play more next week. But I do know how to delegate. Yesterday in rehearsal we were supposed to sing our parts so I'm like, ok assistant this is all you. And whenever I miss a note (which is like, all the time) I look at him and roll my eyes like, why are you missing all these notes, loser? He loves being my assistant, I just know it.