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Yesterday was a day ranging the extremes. I got my ego kicked in the nuts (yes, my ego has nuts) twice in the morning, first by the aural skills quiz, which I actually have doubts about passing, and second by the Morphology homework review. Luckily, this was the hardest soul-eating morphology homework in the semester, according to past years. I'd eaten a few pistachios in the morning, so I spent the hour between Ling 300 and my lesson practicing, both by myself (Bryan went back and forth across my practice room window about three times, and I have no idea what he was doing) and with Ben (Bryan made another set of passes, on bike and on foot, so oddly that Ben left him a message).
Lesson and Studio were both good but not exceptional, but it's still a step up from the morning. I helped Dan make quesadillas for dinner after studio but ate them very quickly, as Bryan called to invite me to a concert downtown at 8.
It was an odd experience; Bryan freaked out to a capacity that is unique in my experience searching for street parking downtown. We combed the streets and were usurped once in an upsetting manner, yes, and once we gave up and coughed up all the quarters in the gearshift hollow for the $6 Zilkha parking garage (neither of us had any cash), we discovered that the concert wasn't actually at Zilkha, as I'd assumed without looking at the tickets. Luckily, it was at the Wortham, which is within five minutes' walking distance of the Zilkha garage, and we made it in before the first small movement of the first piece was over. It was not a concert I'd have gone to for myself (Mercury Baroque's attraction at Chapelwood was merely the Piazzolla), but it was certainly worth it to go with Bryan. The program was "Epic: Knights and Battles," which was more interesting than nearly anything else I can think of. There was even an experimental Biber piece about the drunken revelling of Musketeers with multiple folk songs playing at once in what must once have sounded like a cacophony (it was very Ivesian). In any case, I had a much better time than I expected, mostly because Bryan was there.
Back at the house, with Ben gone, Stephan and Bryan and I chatted at length on various subjects about which I (and they, really, but more I) have knowledge amounting to a sum of zero (sex, the priorities of orgies, life and the nature of relationships). It was very enlightening about the boys, very entertaining, and slightly depressing.
I woke up this morning on their couch determined to get work done, but the inertia of a lazy day has so far overcome me. I spent a couple hours faffing about a bookstore with Stephan, but I am now making a list, so here:
Memorize recit.
Memorize Walton songs, Debussy if possible
Become capable of at least approximating correct pitches of 17-tone piece
Ling 305 homework
Laundry
Schedule recital preview
Email Alex about new coaching time so he can update my conflict sheet
Return room to semblance of an actual space people can enter
Learn material for Bailey test in History (read assigned pages of book)
Learn material for Other Bailey test in Rep
Find a wig cap and bobby pins for opera workshop
Start reading Walton books for History paper
Burn Dan's Merry Widow cds
Lesson and Studio were both good but not exceptional, but it's still a step up from the morning. I helped Dan make quesadillas for dinner after studio but ate them very quickly, as Bryan called to invite me to a concert downtown at 8.
It was an odd experience; Bryan freaked out to a capacity that is unique in my experience searching for street parking downtown. We combed the streets and were usurped once in an upsetting manner, yes, and once we gave up and coughed up all the quarters in the gearshift hollow for the $6 Zilkha parking garage (neither of us had any cash), we discovered that the concert wasn't actually at Zilkha, as I'd assumed without looking at the tickets. Luckily, it was at the Wortham, which is within five minutes' walking distance of the Zilkha garage, and we made it in before the first small movement of the first piece was over. It was not a concert I'd have gone to for myself (Mercury Baroque's attraction at Chapelwood was merely the Piazzolla), but it was certainly worth it to go with Bryan. The program was "Epic: Knights and Battles," which was more interesting than nearly anything else I can think of. There was even an experimental Biber piece about the drunken revelling of Musketeers with multiple folk songs playing at once in what must once have sounded like a cacophony (it was very Ivesian). In any case, I had a much better time than I expected, mostly because Bryan was there.
Back at the house, with Ben gone, Stephan and Bryan and I chatted at length on various subjects about which I (and they, really, but more I) have knowledge amounting to a sum of zero (sex, the priorities of orgies, life and the nature of relationships). It was very enlightening about the boys, very entertaining, and slightly depressing.
I woke up this morning on their couch determined to get work done, but the inertia of a lazy day has so far overcome me. I spent a couple hours faffing about a bookstore with Stephan, but I am now making a list, so here:
Memorize recit.
Memorize Walton songs, Debussy if possible
Become capable of at least approximating correct pitches of 17-tone piece
Ling 305 homework
Learn material for Bailey test in History (read assigned pages of book)
Learn material for Other Bailey test in Rep
Find a wig cap and bobby pins for opera workshop
Start reading Walton books for History paper