O Fortuna (reprise)

Last night, after my last performance with SFSU, we all ended up going out and getting pizza. So, something that doesn't piss me off. Good.

For some reason, I'm actually practicing. And for some reason, it actually doesn't sound terrible....how appropriate that right when I don't need them to, my chops resurrect themselves. Grrrreat. Of course, when I try and play in front of people, it'll pull some Warner-Brothers frog voodoo witchcraft and disappear. Oh well. Trumpet playing isn't important anymore.

Still can't find a job. Did some math about my finances.....I need a job.

One week until school is over. All I have is a 4-page reflection paper and my jury in the way of me and sweet, sweet freedom. kinda.