Wow, yesterday was powerfully... something.

I like to think that I'm generally less bitchy than the majority of women. And most of the time, I make a sincere effort to be accomodating and understanding of others.

Unfortunately, yesterday was not one of those days. Perhaps it was the combination of stress and lots of demands on my time, but I definitely felt like I was in bitch mode. :( D&D was ok; my character's torn between caring for her presently-mentally retarded sister and continuing to aid the others in the day to day skirmishes of the rebellion. I can't imagine that it's fun for Abby to be playing a creature with the intelligence of a lizard, but feeling like my character should be responsible and find a solution to this well-nigh impossible problem (and watch over her in the meantime) is really hard. The only way to remove it will be to go through a high level wizard or druid; both of them are going to ask a high price. Frankly, I'd rather pay nearly ANY wizard than try to bargain with that druid we met last week. I have the feeling that his price will be that we leave the party and return to 'normal' druid lives - ie Lyra goes back to be Markham's village wise woman. That's really unacceptable for me (and for her), but I have the feeling it'll be a question of who takes priority in Lyra's mind: herself and the cause, or her sister, her only living relative. Talk about internal struggles... but we'll see.

At least the guys pulled off a great kidnapping of the Duke without really needing Lyra. It looks like she would've just gotten in the way... but even Ethan, who really led to the ultimate botching of the last mission, got to go in! I want to whine about how it's not fair, but that's life. I guess there'll be other battles, but I really was not enthused about babysitting the hostage and retarded mountain lion while everyone else went off to have fun. >:(

After D&D - Katie and Luigi were nice enough to make some yummy enchiladas. They were really terrific, and I'm slowly discovering the merits of beer with lime imbibed with mexican food. Unfortunately, I haven't got the trick of throwing in the lime and not spilling a drop, and I've been known to accidentally knock over drinks on more than one occasion... and a few people made smart comments. Those stung more than they should have, probably because of the not-so-great session immediately beforehand. I hate having emotions so close to the surface. Sam's occasionally remarked that I tend to take things more personally than I should (witness Real Nominations when I was Secretary); I know it's a fault, and I do try to insulate myself so that careless remarks don't get me down. But it's not second nature yet, and some days are worse than others.

This became exceptionally clear when I was sitting in winds rehearsal from 7-9:30. (more like 9:50) We spent a good 30-40 minutes working over TEN MEASURES with the damned brass who couldn't get their act together. Why bother keeping the woodwinds?? What good do we do, just sitting there?! At least I'd brought some work with me, so I wasn't just sitting there getting upset - I did manage to finish my German. It just irks me that we spent 40 minutes waiting patiently for the brass to get their heads around a little music... and then he LETS THEM GO EARLY!!! *AND* we had to stay an EXTRA TWENTY MINUTES AFTER! Where the hell is the fairness in that?? I've had the music down for some time, but I don't get to go early - and the brass who clearly haven't spent much time thinking about it get to spend less time on it!? I was pissed. I'm afraid I scared Harlan with my ranting. It's great to have him in my section - he's always so upbeat about things, and he tried to be soothing and point out that sometimes it's the woodwinds who have difficulties. I still say the brass consistently have more problems with their music, and I believe this has been the case ever since I was a freshman. -sigh-

Then, of course, it was time to study and take my SS 13 midterm. :( It was not happy. I didn't know what one question was asking (Involuntary Swings?! What? - Lucie said today she thought it was a typo. Well, shit.); I'd only briefly skimmed the article another question focused on; couldn't remember problems inherent in current and constant dollar calculations for national income estimtates. Well, bugger.

At least this morning held a light at the end of the tunnel. Not only was the lecture on politics and manipulation of voting outcomes very interesting, I talked with Davis after class. I expressed concern over my last midterm, and was about to mention p/fing the class, when he said that he would certainly raise my grade a little because of the excellent contributions I made in class. He claims that I ask really good questions and it's a relief to have someone like that in class, since many other techers don't bother to contribute in hums/SSs. At least that's positive. Maybe I shouldn't p/f the class... we'll see when I get that 2nd midterm back on Wednesday.

And now, it's time to polish up german translations.

Unrelated: I love mornings. Everything seems so fresh and bright, even if it's overcast.