we had 7 hours of practice for All-State today.

After the second 2.33-hour practice, I spilled Vault all over my cello case. I wasn't supposed to have soda, so a bunch of asshole kids gave me grief, and the directors weren't terribly sympathetic. So I was alone in that endeavour. So, now I have to clean out my cello case before I can put my cello back in it. Fortunately I have another spare one, but still, it's really frustrating, I was trying my hardest not to spill the Vault, and then it just fucking exploded. And it got all over my sweatshirt, so I had to go to dinner and rehearse without one, and it was cold, and I was tired from 7 hours of practice.

Then, my A-string broke. My brand new 40-dollar Larsen string. FUCK. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.

I might have to go get my peg fixed, because that's the second A-string I've broken, and I think the peg's swollen. More expenses. siiiiiiiiiiiiigh.

Also, my cat pissed on my backpack. Thank you, Tom, thank you for your bladder issues, and thank you, Mom, for flat-out refusing to maintain his prescription cat food for the 4th time, causing us to go through this problem over and over and over again like a broken record.

I'm tired, cold, sad.

Also, if you haven't listened to Joanna Newsom's album 'Ys' (pronounced 'ees', you need to. It's one of the best albums, definitely in my top 50. The song 'Emily' is beyond epic, definitely in my top 50 of songs.

I'm going to bed now.