Meh

I wish my JazzCats would just shut up and sing. Honestly. The other classes do it! I feel bad for my Concert Choir, because they have to deal with me after JazzCats and I'm cranky. But they usually make me feel better.

Part of me wants to just let them do what they want and concentrate on the other two classes. But that's unfair. It's not their fault that it's 8:00 in the morning and they all have senioritis. Even the juniors. Ugh.

White Christmas needs to be over. My nights are not my own and I miss my laziness. No. That's kind of a lie, I like having something to do, but I will never EVER have my JazzCats help out again. They are perfectly capable and talented but getting them to come to rehearsals...well, bah.

I need a new author to read. A good one who doesn't have to deal in the cliche of werewolves and vampires. Whatever happened to good old fashioned fantasy novels? Thank God for Jim Butcher. His final novel should be coming out soon. Yay!!

...no more to say. Too tired. I need a loooong nap.