Food and freshmen, freshmen and food. 2004-12-07 - 7:49 p.m.
*yawn*
It smells like food and freshmen in here.
Flute Student #3 did not show up for her lesson today. Probably because her dad called me last week and said to call him back if I was going to still be in town today. Woops. I guess it's wrong to assume people will show up if you don't tell them to do so.
There was a flute get-together/party/thing last night. Inevitably, we talked about gas. What's a flute party without talking about gas? I mean, really?
I have come to the conclusion that I simply need to get out of my apartment more. Or something.