It's gray and moody outside my window right now, and I'm sitting here fretting about having a root canal. At two o'clock I get to go in for torture (I say this, but I know my dentist is fantastic and it won't be) and then, joy of joys, I have to go to orchestra rehearsal tonight. Awesome.
Because playing Daphnis and Chloe isn't scary enough on its own, we're also playing Shostakovich 9. And I have had zero time to practice either part. And I will be drugged to the nines. And sitting next to (well, almost) a colleague who is convinced that he should have my job. Feh. Gonna be a great night, I can just tell.
