3/3/99

I've been a little worried for the past week or so that I wouldn't be able to play my entire recital program. It's tough to play an hour's worth of music by oneself, especially when one practices as sporadically as I do. Today I steeled myself, went into a practice room, and did it. Gave myself a 15 minute intermisson, a few water breaks, and played the whole thing. And when I was done, I did some technique exercises, worked on my scales and such. It felt great. I need to keep playing that much for the next week, since I was starting to sound tired at the end, but I made it. What a relief.

I also overheard my accompanist working on my parts. I know he got his ass kicked because I told our professor this morning that I was feeling neglected. So things are as under control as they are going to get. Now I need to send out the invitations, take my outfit to the dry cleaners, and rehearse the Corwell with its synthesized accompaniment. Figure out when John's coming in, and figure out how quickly I can ditch my parents on Monday night so I can be with my boyfriend.

But right this minute I need to start cramming for my set theory midterm. Tomorrow morning I have to know how to derive prime sets and complements, tell the difference between K, Kh, and K* relationships, how to determine a nexus set, and all kinds of other things that I don't even know about yet. Here I go.