His fingers stroke those keys...

Chorale practice went better than I thought it would, though I still can't hit the high notes in the japanese piece. Some stupid first soprano tried to steal the alto section solo in Ragtime, so we had to be "um, no." It was pretty damn funny 'cause that girl annoys the piss out of me.

Woke up at 8am this morning, an hour before I needed to, which really pissed me off b/c I didn't get to sleep until 3 last night. The wind picked up and started slapping one of my posters against the wall. It startled me a little, to say the least; I think I almost fell out of bed.

Somehow I managed to get myself volunteered not only to stay late on Wednesday, but also to come in on Thursday as well. I really don't like my boss sometimes. She keeps dumping these huge projects on me (nothing too difficult, just time-consuming) and expects them done by the end of the day. Umm, how 'bout NO, Scotty?

At least last night during my insomniac phase, I had amanuensis1's fics to keep me company. Why must you pull me toward the Dark Side, toward Lucius/Harry, why? Its just wrong, but so very nice. =) Funnily enough, I happened to look up at the URL on As Sharp when I was reading it at the restricted section, and I thought it said "ass-harp"; I died laughing when I realized what it was. I'm such a freak.

Also, my friend Beth is staying in town this summer, so that's one less place that I might be able to live. Ah well, J and I would have killed each other anyway. I just REALLY don't wanna live with the Deaf Old Lady; she was all like "now I don't expect to see any boys around here, understand?" I'm thinking that I don't EXPECT to see any boys around my room either, but I'd like to keep the possibility open, you know? ;)