1. Me proposing that we practice every single day.
2. You agreeing.
At least TOUCH the piano, lest it wither away from loneliness.
-hums Mozart happily-
I, too, fit in an hour of practice today! This would have been splendid, had I not noticed the following offences:
1. The keys make very distracting noises as they go back and down.
2. Some keys do not ascend as quickly as the others.
3. One of my Bb keys began sticking. In addition to the 92387492839247398423 other keys, making it impossible to practice a lot of sections of pieces.
4. It's going out tune.
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It is incredibly frustrating. I know you feel my pain, fellow Schafer owner. My piano is quickly approaching it's 33rd birthday and I am not amused by its shenanigans.
I'm sorry you lost your game today. You'll get 'em next time. Just flash them your hairy diseased hand and you're guaranteed a win.
I have to put in mucho practice tomorrow after work. I'm going to come home, drop everything, and dash over to my piano. I need to:
-Polish up the Chopin
-Polish up the Mozart
-Polish up the Bach
But for now... integration by parts calls.
Cross your fingers for me sweetheart. I hear back from Stanford tomorrow and I feel sick to my stomach at the thought of being rejected.
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