So I have this professor that likes to tell people about the time he asked his psychologist friend about the human brain. “The human brain will always take the path of least resistance.” And that explains Augustus McCrae’s proclamation that a man can do just about anything, but he just doesn’t really realize it and will give up. It’s been a while since I read Lonesome Dove though, so I could be wrong. Good book.
Anyway, my brain has decided that writing something, anything, on tumblr is easier than rediscovering the origins of the sonata and concerto or analyzing core-repetition models of developments in Classical period, you guessed it, sonatas.
And I just want to reiterate that as a grad student, I should have the full consent of the law to run over undergrads that don’t use the crosswalk. And shouldn’t a degree in performance include more than one institution sanctioned performance? And donuts. I want donuts everyday. And I want the undergrads, the filth of the world, to watch me eat my fill of them everyday while they starve. I got bullied into this degree program by former professors and society. I demand the world cower in the presence of the mighty and mighty angry grad student.
