Today

I went to the historic building to do some practice, but I was too livid to concentrate. I did speak to the manager about last Sunday's incident, and he said (again) that he would do something about it (again). Tedious. The good news is that I am allowed to wear permanently a very good period costume. It felt good to wear, and the way I moved changed accordingly. It turns out that nobody else liked my Madam Butterfly outfit. I thought it was just me.