Across, down, and sideways

You'd think, given that my office is currently a 20-minute walk from my house, that I'd be capable of getting here by 9 a.m. I almost made it this morning; I was only 5 minutes past. (And it's not like anyone really cares, which is probably why I'm so loose about it; if it really mattered, I'd get out of bed and get here.) I suppose it doesn't help that I've been staying up till midnight regularly lately.

I think this rambling is going to get long, so I'm going to try this cut thing so I don't make anyone's friends page unwieldy!

( Pudding wrestling? )

End of another day

I feel unproductive today. Not like there was that much for me to produce, but I feel like I should've gotten more done. Ah well.

Random rumination of the moment: Is there some truth to "Those who can, do; those who cannot, teach"? I can sing, but as I do this vocal directing thing, I'm not altogether convinced I can teach other people to sing. Although my alto lead did sound markedly better last night than she had the last time, so maybe I taught her something useful after all.

Anyway, I'd better head across town to MIT for tonight's rehearsal. Crossword magazine in hand, since it's a blocking rehearsal and I will thus be doing a lot of sitting around.