Optimism

The concert did quite a bit to cheer me up. Mozart's Symphony No. 25 was great except for the one violin that was tragically out of tune. Schubert's Mass in G Major was excellent. I wonder how many people know what they were singing. I spent most of the time translating the words. I even enjoyed the band, even though every warned me that they sucked. John Wacker is an entertaining conductor.

I'm a little irritated with my little sister. It seems such an imposition for her to hang out with her friends without making out with Drew and she wonders why we don't hang out that much anymore.

So, during the concert I challenged myself to come up with good things about going back to Iowa and not deeds that would annoy my mom. It will help me to break my addiction to the internet. It will also remind me why I am a political commentator. I spend much of my time fighting for ideals my family instilled in me, I need to be reminded why those are important. It will be lots of free time to write. I have so many pieces that need attention and many pieces that are ready for submission. I'll have time to read. I can stay in bed for a full day reading and not feel guilty.

Goodnight sweet world. I'll be more optimistic tomorrow. Goodnight Reggy. I hope you had a good day and I look forward to snowman building. Goodnight Mom, I'll see you soon.