More rehearsals, and then for fun, a retreat on saturday in Austin! What fun will that be? I watched the new "Anne Frank" movie last night and bawled my way through it. It's hard to feel sorry for yourself when you see what those people had to go through -- and somewhere in the world there is a group of people still going through it somewhere. On that fabulously lively note, I'm off to class. One more day of music history. I really don't want to go. It's a rainy day and I'd much rather sit inside and read all day. Doesn't that sound like a much better use of my time?