Debussy!

As you may or may not have just guessed (assuming you're the sort of person who reads the subject line first, rather than being like me and reading the whole post, then wondering whether there was a subject or not, my God do I ever digress), the Debussy Danses are here! So I've been practicing them enthusiastically and totally neglecting all the other stuff I ought to be practicing, such as the Mahler (haven't practiced a note of it outside of rehearsal since, like, November) and the Rimsky-Korsakov (doomed, just doomed). I can basically play the first phrase of the Danse Sacree. Once again, not really making the effort on the Danse Profane yet, because the Danse Sacree is really quite hard enough.

In other news, I officially do not get the Tower of Hanoi problem. I managed the Fibonacci recursion, but I don't think I comprehend in the least how to do it for Tower of Hanoi. Major pain, keep thinking about that during calculus instead of, you know, listening to Mr. Mazzoni. Then I feel bad for ignoring him, because he's really nice. Note to Jimmy: this is all your fault.

So at five o'clock this morning there were two cats howling at each other (no, not having sex, nor fighting... howling == foreplay? I don't know...) outside my front window. Meanwhile, my own cat was sitting just inside the window, looking back and forth between them like a spectator at a tennis match, only really confused, like a spectator at a tennis match who had been raised by wolves and had never seen a net before, let alone an actual tennis match. Poor puzzled kitty.

Anyways... I'm getting really skilled at babbling about nothing. Just wanted to add, as my last thought in this post, that Pride and Prejudice is really quite boring and I sorely regret ever choosing Bennet as my pen name. (Yes, I am named after Elizabeth Bennet. Ugh.)