panic.

why did i invite people to my recital? what the fuck was i thinking? i'm going to have to pick out a dress that will cover up my diaper. because i'm going to wet myself. why didn't i have my recital in friedberg, so my audience could sit in the far away last row? then i wouldn't be able to see anyone, and if people threw things at the stage, they wouldn't actually hit me in the face.

so i've been working on finding a good reed. i had one reed that i was definitely NOT using, so i was playing on it in quartet, and planning on using it for wind ensemble this week. during quartet, i noticed that one of my keys was sticking. this makes me very sad, because i've been taking extra care to not blow giant pieces of candy into my saxophone like i usually do. to fix the sticky key, what you do is take a dollar and move it around the sticky spot. i took my dollar, and put it under the key and - RIP! a big piece of dollar fell into my saxophone! so i took my saxophone, turned it upside down and shook it to get the dollar out. in this process, i also managed to break my reed against a chair. meaning that i have to waste a potentially good reed on some piece of suck wind ensemble music.

my entire degree is dependent on this recital. why god.