My sincere apologies for the extension of my blog vacation. It was supposed to end last Tuesday, but I discovered on Tuesday that I was dying of the plague and spent the remaining days up until today lying on the couch attempting to reverse the process. I have been mostly successful, I think.
Now where were we? How about I tell you about the horrifically mean, condescending, shouty music director I had in my high school enrichment orchestra? I disliked her intensely and was extremely pleased to escape her ensemble. However, a few years later I heard that she had decided to get drunk before the spring concert and spend her entire time on stage yelling out instructions and occasionally weaving into the stands to afford certain musicians more concentrated attention. This is sad and depressing and she is to be pitied and I am so incredibly sorry I missed it.
It’ll never happen again, but you can watch something similar on repeat! (Thanks to Medalist of Violar Rebekah for the catch.)