My day ended with a viewing of An American in Paris, one of my favorite movies, at the Landmark. It was just what I needed to relax and lose myself for a little while. I mentioned on Twitter that the fountain scene in the ballet gets me every time… the whole thing, especially when Leslie Caron slides down Gene Kelly’s leg. Oof.
The day started with band photos being taken in front of our practice space. I took them (which included running into the shot each time) and I think they came out pretty decently. I still need to edit the ones we like, but I think we’ve got a few good ones to work with.
Accomplished one frivolous thing and one monumental thing as well. Both are a relief, but of very different degrees. And now I’m going to bed so I can actually accomplish a few things tomorrow. Somehow it will all get sorted out.