Have you seen my bedtime? I seem to have lost it somewhere...

First off, a huge THANK YOU to all of you who expressed your sympathy after Grandmother died. It was a tough week. Y'all made it easier. Now I'm back in my routine, though it's not the same routine, which really makes it not a routine at all right now.

I'm kinda aimless right now, and this is not the time to be aimless.

I have a paper to rework (40% of my music history grade), a paper to write (50% of my Bach seminar grade), and an audition to prepare (which will make all my coursework futile if unsuccessful). At this point, none of the three are ready, but I have a month to get it all done.

So I'm not doing as many lunch/dinner things as I like, which makes me a bit lonelier than I would prefer. It has been incredibly good to have some friends hang out over here (Mitch & Nate, to name a couple. Well, not "a couple" like that. Perhaps I should have said, "to name two".) I've even taken to watching March Madness. I strongly dislike NCAA and NBA basketball.

God continues to bless me, even as I continue to rebel against Him in my heart. Grandmother changed her will last summer and left me the house. Being a homeowner is good, but being the one responsible for the bills is not so good. (I have written "I will not practice law" on my whiteboard about 50 times.) I am so relieved that I have a place to call "home", a place that has been in my family and will contintue to be. I can keep running my studio here and eek out a living. I can live in central Athens and resist the white flight to Oconee County. I can finally order stationery with printed envelopes.

OK, my bedtime passed a few hours ago. This has become usual in the past three weeks, and I hope to get back to my regular old-man schedule in a week or so. Night, friends...