Well now, today, I find myself blogging about why my Baroque music history class sucks ass.  

First, let's address the professor, the illustrious Mary Frandsen, hence forth referred to as "Frandy."  Yes, Frandy, you ponder about those manuscripts of Bach and Vivaldi.  She's probably as close to the embodiment of Cruella deVille as you can find in the real world, only without the black and white hair.  I'm sure she likes to kill puppies too.  Not to mention just how skeletal thin she is.  



 The only redeeming moment of this class was when Frandy used the words, "fast and fugal" to describe a piece.  

These words will now apply to soooooo many areas of my life.

The adjective, "Fugal" will now be used in reference to things both approriate and in...


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Hey there!

Let's see, now where do I begin with this.  Well, I'm a sophomore at the University of Notre Dame, and I'm studying violin performance, English and Liturgical Music Ministry.  

Right now, it's just a chill Wednesday night, listening to Wicked to de-stress and going to continue writing some fanfiction.  

Yes, I will now put in a shameless plug for my fanfic on fanfiction.net.  Under Robin Hood BBC, the title is "A Hero's Prologue."  And it's the collective work of about three weeks now.  :D