The Night of the Crush Party

It is actually the 5th (as it was when I wrote this morning) and I am drifting off into the nausea of sleep and an undigested dinner, here at Opera Ensemble rehearsal.

I am soooooo tired and I still have to go to the "Crush Party" after this... tired, tired, tired. They can't get through this stupid "Monteverdi." And my nails burst forth in brilliant violet and hundreds of disco-ed confetti light dancing.

Hayley is writing something on the board about needing an exact schedule with all of our conflicts up to the concert... Don't they realize that these two hours on Thursday nights are the only thing that I have!!

I feel so suck... I ate so much at Pertutti with Amac and GoldenFinch... and I know it's because I had that coke first during CC.

I'm going to go for a walk and see if I can find a piano.