Ooops!

So today didn't go exactly as planned. I did end up seeing Alex, but only after much deliberation and last minutes plans thrown together. My gazillion hours of piano practice went down the tube only to be replaced by endless scribbling of history. BAH! I worked for three hours today, wrote up ten pages of notes, and I am about a quarter of the way through.

Oh, the joy....

But really! Uh, I don't know what to do at my lesson tomorrow... it'll just be a repeat of last Sunday's lesson, I'm afraid. No considerable progress made today... but then again, I did wrangle out some Vanilla Twilight. But hey, I'm not going to whip that out tomorrow morning unless Craig happens to be a huge fan of Owl City and is just dying to hear me play it.

God, that song is terrible. I hate it now and I can't believe I was ever so tasteless to like, even if only for two days.

In any case... my mom is going to be there and watching everything like a hawk. Craig, if you're reading this, I really don't mean to make you nervous, but my mom is going to be closely scrutinizing every second of the hour.

"Why," the woman asked, "do we pay this man so much money?"

"Because," Victoria sourly retorted, "teachers who charge $20 hours an hour are not worth my time of day."

"But we saved so much money with Joe. He even came and gave you free lessons when you were young and when your father and I were going through tough times out of the kindness of his charitable heart."

"Au contraire, mutti." (Oh did you like that? German AND French!) "Au contraire. The progress I have made with Craig in the past few months could rival the progress I made with Joe in several years. So really, we are saving money with Craig! And I find it despicable that you accepted charity."

"But $55 dollars!" her mother ejaculated. "Plus, it wasn't exactly charity. We provided a nice lunch for him."

Today I learned that under no circumstances, must I cook with wine when you are around, no matter how delicious it makes the sauteed mushrooms and steaks, unless I am willing to keep a vigilant watch on it at all times.

Good lord. Woman! You could have landed me in a pot of hot water with your mama.

But aside from that, I enjoyed our dinner and Euro dance club party. Too bad you wouldn't dance... I don't understand you! You'll dance in front of hundreds of our peers in a cafeteria completely sober but you won't dance with your best friends after god-knows-how-much-wine-you-drank-before-you-made-the-mistake-of-putting-it-down-and-I-dumped-the-whole-thing-down-the-sink.

You must still be feeling it or something. I FORBID YOU FROM EDITING THIS ENTRY OUT OF EMBARRASSMENT. WE MUST COMMEMORATE THIS NIGHT FOREVER.

hpotterfreeeq713
: You know how we both have weird fantasies about our men?
ohhtorie
: my fantasies are pretty normal
hpotterfreeeq713
: Koala girl.
ohhtorie
: dunno about you.

: OH SHUT UP. not a fantasy. just a joke.

: a fleeting comment. but continue, my interest is piqued.
hpotterfreeeq713
: I would like to kiss/make out/do it in front of the Tree of Eywa with Alan.

: With the Avatar soundtrack playing in the background.

hpotterfreeeq713
: But in front of the Tree of Eywa at night....when it's all bioluminescent.

: -sighs-

Thou art truly a dweeb.