Things I Have Accidentally Typed Into My Program Notes So Far

• Devienne was a frequent performer and composter at the Concert Spirituel
• The second movement, slowly and stingingly
• I've been spelling the composor Eugene Bourdeau wrong for, um, two years.  Including ON MY JURY SHEET in the fall of my Junior year.  No one caught that....
• I also switched the words "quite" and "quiet" like seven times.  Seriously.

A quick succession of thoughts led to a rather sporadic decision. Quick recap? Sure:

Despite near-constant whining about how I'm always tired (yes, only two days after break), right as I finished the last paragraph of my American Lit reading LastFM started playing the song I really wanted to listen to but am too cheap to download (yes, 99 cents seems like a lot right now). So of course I had to listen to all of it, so naturally I putzed on the internet.  Today's Stuff Christians Like is about Lent, which I have never in my life given anything up for.  But the repetitive comments of "maybe next year..." caught my attention, because I'm pretty sure I've said that every single Thursday after Ash Wednesday for about the last seven years.  Reading other people repeat it made me grouchy (read: convicted me hardcore) because it's ridiculous to confine God's call for us to abandon things that keep us from him to just a handful of weeks, minus sundays.  But I moved on in the blog world, and Kate's new post A) talked about happy lists and B) made me decide to give up whining.

Yes.

Whining.

Because I am a grown up and I need to suck it up and be grateful for all the amazing wonderful things God does for me.  I'm still going to allow myself complaining, but whining and wallowing in self-pity are out, as are temper tantrums, hiding under desks or burying my head in the sand.

Also, Kate made me feel guilty about having not posted in, um, almost two months. So! To kick off my new season of sucking it up:

A Happy List, a la Jacqui Sheehan! Reviewing the good things that have happened in the last two months:

• Verizon's "New Every Two Years" actually means new every twenty months, meaning a free new cell phone when I lost mine
• My room in the Danners' has skylights. Plural. Hecks yes.
• On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I don't have class until 1.
• I'm taking real classes that aren't music. Awesome.
• Almost half my 8 AM El Comp class, as well as assorted other music majors, went for pancakes when Dennys had free Grand Slams.  We were half an hour late for our 50 minute class, beginning the tradition of latecomers bringing in breakfast for everyone.  It's pretty great.
• I went to Jubilee in Pittsburgh, and I got four new books, and I ate in the super-sketchy basement of a fantastic greek restaurant, and I got to see Erin, and I got to spend lots of time with Nicholette and meet her friends from the summer. And, Jamie Tworkowski, one of the founders of To Write Love On Her Arms--the one who wrote the story--said he wanted to be my friend.  
• I love my church. Always.  The last two weekends there were hardly any people there because of break, but it was still great. 
• Despite how terrified I am of my recital, and despite how much I still have to do... I had some really, ridiculously good practice sessions today.  And, I'm pretty sure I secured a Special Guest.... outstanding.
• Jeff got drunk and mailed me flowers for valentines day.  It was ridiculous, but it made my room smell lovely and makes a fantastic story.

I know there's been more.  I'm going to try to do this more often, friends.  <3!