I just got back from the Warburg Wind Ensemble band concert. It was fun. I got to see Meredith....though I didn't really get to talk to her because of a lot of other "stuff" going on, but I still got to see her. And that's always a joy in itself. But the concert was good. A lot better than the band I'm in....like a fellow trombone player likes to say: "We're in the minors. Wind Ensemble calls up our best and brightest to the majors, leaving us to deal with what we've got." I can now say that I won't make it to "the majors." I probably could've had at least a chance to make it next year....but I didn't take lessons this year because I had a class at the same time as band during fall term and could only make it to rehearsal about 1 in every 5 times. And then I was gone Winter Term....and now I'm going to be in CO all summer without my trombone. So all chances to get into the awesome band have gone out the window. Oh well. If I really cared all that much, I would've tried harder in previous years and actually applied myself. But I didn't. Meh.
After the concert I really wanted a beer. But I didn't want to go out alone, and the liquor stores were closed....so I got some margarita mix and made myself a strong margarita. Our liquor cabinet has plenty of gin and vermouth for gin martinis (my dad's fav) and a half a bottle of Tequila. No beer, though. We drank it already. So now I'm confined to mixed drinks. Of which I'm not the biggest fan...oh well. At any rate.....hmmmm....it was good to see Meredith. Did I say that already?