I rarely think ill of my brother, but he has hacked into my personal, top secret computer files. Here’s hoping he doesn’t hack into my ultra top top secret files. Then I’m in trouble.

He deserves a big KUDOS though for capturing a run away wild boar.

Guess which Mr. Smarty Pants broke a string on the piano while trying to tune it? That’s right. C’est Moi. But the only tuner I could get to come to my house wanted to charge me $125.00 to tune it. So I bought a tuning kit of my own for about the same amount. It’ll save me money in the long run though, because a piano needs to be tuned twice a year anyway. Hopefully I won’t break anymore strings though.

I got a new student today. You’d think that someone who went to a school with academy in the title, for music lessons would know more than him. He’s a smart kid and everything, he just wasn’t taught the technical aspects correctly, and sometimes not at all. He plays well though, and more advanced than he should be with his sparse knowledge of theory; which I will certainly remedy.

New student days are hectic anyway, but today was even more so because my kind-of-sort-of-cousins came out with some guys to get the hogs we have. She’s coming to calling and coming to the door, while I’m with a student, looking for my mother who isn’t here. Then I go outside to say hello after the student left; with the intentions of meeting the perky thin blonde my mother was tutoring, and ended up having to help get the pigs out of the pen, soiling my nice white dress shirt. My only nice, white dress shirt.

It’s supper time. And I’m very, very hungry, so I shall take my leave.
P. S. I’m getting to the interesting part of the Anais Nin bio I’m reading. When she meets the Millers (Henry and June) For those of you who are interested in what I’m reading.

P. P. S. I was very glad to see Desperate Housewives return to its former glory. Here's hoping it lasts for the rest of the season!