July 31, 2004 at 3:28 PM

My husband and I got up at 4 in the morning to go to the fitness room at our apartments. We are going to make a usual habit of this....I have been spending the last few hours listening to music and figuring out how to load an IPod. Michael got a new one and I can use his old one....ID3 tags were never important to me before....Anyhow. I also tried to wash my car in the rain. What is wrong with me? Brown striped car after all that work. Well. I'm going to take a nap until 12 noon and then practice. I heard Henryk Szeryng play a Bach mvt. that I worked on last year and I'm going to be devilish and play that first before working on Beethoven. I want to get the second movement good enough to record it. I have someone I give recordings to once a week and she is pretty honest about what sucks and when the next week is better. I try to put something different on it every time. Even if it is just the first two pages of the first movement. Or the Prelude. Or only the cadenza. It makes my try to polish every section instead of just running through it while my brain is in la la land. More later. I haven't checked the discussion boards in a while. I must do that later. I blame it on the new oil I'm wearing. Patchouli. I used to wear it every day and everything I owned was saturated with the smell. I got a tiny bottle this time and it was pretty expensive, so I'm trying to be a good girl this time and only use a teensy weensy droplet per day. I don't want to knock people over or scare them away. It does make me nostalgic for my undergraduate days, though. In a way. In other ways, I'd never for the life of me go back there. It would be counterproductive. Unless I didn't care about anything except practicing 8 hours a day. I'm lucky to get three in these days. Day before yesterday, I coudln't read the music. You know how after you learn a piece, you use the music mainly for the shape of the line and you know where to put your fingers? The shapes made no sense to my brain and my fingers were messing up and then everything got backwards and I coudln't read a note. So I spend the whole time sight reading etudes and perfecting scales. Those are pretty straight forward. They go up. They come down. THey arpeggiate up, they arpeggiate down. Thirds. Sixths. Octaves. You can spend a whole afternoon doing that...thank God. Helped my self esteem that I didnt' just throw my violin in the dumpster and hope someone would throw a couch on top of it. He he.
-Jennifer

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