I have wasted the past hour eating cheese and drinking orange juice, when I should have been sleeping, or contacting the many people I must contact about starting research.
I am so tired.
Yesterday, I recovered a piece of Chorallaries equipment that had been sitting in a former member’s uncle’s garage for two years. On Saturday morning, I intend to move the recording booth I got for free two and a half years ago into a friend’s room. Saturday night my parents are coming up to see me do my first solo ever at an all-MIT concert.