Tchaikovsky, Temper Tantrums, and True Love

The pictures are pretty random. But I thought they were nice. So shut up. Flowers in the first, my dearest Emily disapproving in the second (she'll probably kill me when she sees I've put pics of her on my blog), me and Em on the Dixie rock, a sunset, and my other lover, Emmett. HEH! Just kidding, he hates me. I torture him too much. (On my computer, the pictures, for some stupid reason are in a different order, I dunno if it's the same on everyone else's: flowers in the first, me and Em on the Dixie Rock, me with Emmett, and Emily disapproving. The end.)

Today in my music class, we listened to "La Boheme" by Puccini, and "Romeo and Juliet," by Tchaikovsky. Professor Garner got really emotional, as he tends to do. Such a tender little old man. He considers himself a romantic. I think I'm a romantic too. Those songs are really beautiful. And I didn't know Tchaikovsky was a homosexual. Thanks music text book! Learn something new every day!

Two customers today at Dixie Nutrition threw temper tantrums, both within the space of about 20 minutes. One guy started having a tissy fit because he was waiting at the checkout counter for about three minutes, and no one was around to ring him up, so he stormed out. The other customer was a lady who, in retaliation against the "No receipt, no return" policy, TOLD US OUR CUSTOMER SERVICE WAS TERRIBLE, AND SHE WAS NEVER SHOPPING THERE AGAIN. The reason I'm saying all this is because I committed myself today that I wouldn't complain about ANYTHING. Not once. And I didn't. Go me.

And of course, in my marriage preparation class, we learned about "true love." It was a boring lesson, as most are, Sister Hancock doesn't talk about actual marriage very much. Maybe I just need an attitude adjustment.