I started a blog entry in class, but then ended up dumping it because I closed Mozilla accidently. Oh well.

The band is pressing on, but we're going through a round-robin list of players. A couple of days ago Raphael told Rhiannon and Greg that he got accepted into another band that he had auditioned for, but that he'd do the January 29th show with us. Yesterday apparently, he told them that he couldn't make the weekend practices that we had originally scheduled because he's going to rehearse with his original band. I hope that he pulls through for us, but I guess he really doesn't have any motivation to do so. Today I came up with the idea of calling Angel, the drummer in Wicked Asylum, to play the show, and Ed set it up. Hopefully that will work out, and we can just stick Greg on guitar.

Today I sort of blew up at Greg on the phone because he still hasn't realized that I have class and commute back and forth on Monday through Thursday nights. He really didn't deserve all of that venom, but I think it was sort of a culmination of being let down by a bunch of people starting with last night, when all of my ASL study group partners flaked out. Today, I was still sorting that VA verification form crap out, and then I go to class in web design. It finally dawned on me that my instructor, after allowing too many people in the class (more people than there are Macs in the lab), is sort of screwing those of us who actually have laptops (and responded to his plea of "please bring your laptop.") Rather than accomodating those who are accomodating him, he'll speed through some lengthy Mac-specific editor spiel or discussion on Photoshop and leave the rest of us to sort it out. Ordinarily, this wouldn't bother me; often, I choose to use GIMP or whatever on my own. But the thing is, I'm playing Windows-equivalent tech support to all of the rest of us who are bringing our laptops because there aren't enough Macs to go around. This takes time, and people are getting behind because I'm having to figure out what he's going to do in the editor, and then show them the equivalent commands in our editor or graphics tool. It's sort of a pain in the ass, and it would have been completely avoidable had he chosen to not allow more students in the class than we had the computing hardware for.

I'm simply feeling a bit overcommited at the moment. I recognize that it's my own doing, and I'll just have to ride out my overcommitment and remember to not spread myself so thin in the future, but I still find myself scratching my head and wondering how some people get so much stuff done sometimes. I'm convinced that anybody in a successful band (or other time-consuming business-like project) that claims to have a life is either lying or a conniseur of methamphetamine.