on the floor, at the great divide

When driving back to the OC after drill, or break, etc., I find the sight of the obnoxious orange water tower extremely comforting. I watch for it after I get through Hawarden. I get very excited when I see it looming in the distance. That's weird.

I am just a little angsty feeling. I think I have practiced too much today. But not really. Can I just say, after next week I am NEVER PRACTICING AGAIN. Unless, heaven forbid, I actually get into grad school. Wouldn't that be something?

I need some caffeine. For real. I am going to take care of that, then continue to get p'owned by Tchaikovsky. What a hoser.