The Nutcracker

Well, I made it through the concert! I'm in bad need of a shoulder/neck massage. It's good but bad to have the dress rehearsal right before the concert. It's good because the music is fresh in our minds for the concert and then it goes really well during the performance. It's bad because our bodies die....

This is one of those times I wish I had a boyfriend. Either that, or money to spare for a massage. Seriously.

But currently Fred is my only prospect (ew). Things have apparently fizzled with Cal, since he hasn't contacted me since Tuesday. This is another case where all signs pointed toward the fact that he was interested in me, and I was interested in him, and then it went from us talking all the time to nothing at all.

Well, whatever. I think Fred knows I'm annoyed with him. As I should be, since he dominates every single Facebook post I make. And then asks really stupid questions. I had made a post talking about how excited I was to play in the pit orchestra for The Nutcracker, because that's like my favorite thing ever. And he comments going, "what's a pit orchestra?"

Seriously. Maybe I wouldn't have been so annoyed if he didn't have a history of asking dumb questions. Like the time he asked me if I meant "rock faces" instead of "rock facies." Um no, I think I know the correct terminology for my field, thank you very much.

But like even if he didn't know what a pit orchestra was, it's not the right place to ask that in a public comment when I'm really excited about something. Talk about a buzzkill. Couldn't he just have googled it? I mean really.

Well I just have to finish up my GIS report, and grade stuff, and do that thing for my advisor, then I'll finally be done. What I would really like to do right now instead is drink some schnaaps and watch Kill Bill: Volume 2. I finally watched Volume 1 the other day after handing in my strat paper. It's so good!!!