No after-concert rush tonight...

[sanura]

Well, the concert went okay, I suppose. The basses ruined a part, and the altos ruined a part, but it was overall okay and we got a standing ovation (probably because the audience wanted to make sure that we knew they were musically advanced and understood how subtle a genius Beethoven was when he wrote the Missa Solemnis). We went out after for food, and Kristen had salmon and gave me what she couldn't finish (YUUUUUUM). I had an excellent chicken soup, with cheese on top. There should have been more cheese. But the conversation was good. And now I'm going to sleep with a handkerchief on my head so my hair won't be frazzled in the morning (French braids). Swiftpaw has good taste in rants. She posted another one tonight, by somebody else, a reptile. I'll go read more of that person's stuff when I feel like searching for it. But for now, I'm beat. I want pets. But Mama's not likely to come in my room and pet me. Neither is Lyndon. Aw, shucks. :Pads away disconsolately to flop into bed and be draped with cats:P