Not only did my book just throw a quintuple meter at me (FUN!), but it threw in a totally crappy awkward page turn in the middle of the piece.
Hmmm. I wonder how that new copy machine at work works… shhhh… I so totally did not say that in my out loud voice… oh, I did? Damn, foiled in my nefarious plot… maybe it’s time to try to learn to turn pages. Double bleaahahhharrggg! How does one do that when both hands are occupied & moving where an 8th note is 152 bpm?< /not a rhetorical question >
