I don't remember who is was that said, "Either she's going to kill herself or she's going to get 'Hoedown,'" but we did end up playing it after all. I'd almost forgotten about that piece, but now I can't get it out of my head.

An do ye recall? An do ye recall? Nay? Then why in the name of Kaikasi do I?

There is supposed to be snow tonight. There is snow to the north and snow to the south. I feel slightly miffed. Because, of course, the weather's current state is some vast personal insult against me specifically.

It's been a jolly interesting day, at least. For a Wednesday, at any rate. I went thrifting with the stagecraft lot, got back in time for my meeting, and have yet to open my bio notebook. And now, if you will forgive me, I shall go be idle.

Adieu.