Happy New Year.

This is the first year that I haven't gone to Rosh Hashanah services, and it feels really weird. On the one hand, I know my professors would understand if I skipped classes tomorrow; on the other, I didn't go to any classes today and there are ones tomorrow that I can't afford to miss.
I wish I could do something. Slacker that I am when it comes to Judaism, I still like going to New Year's services. Not so much for their religious content, but for the tradition, the connection to a rich, ancient heritage.
So what I really want to do is take some time off for solitary meditation and thought, which I can't especially do right now. I'm exhausted from being at the L.A. County Fair for six hours today. My band played right when I would otherwise be going to services. And--perhaps because some higher power noticed and got angry?--we had a fair number of technical mishaps and ended up not playing very well.
Regardless, it was fun, and there was a high point, which I'm not going to mention here for fear that it might not have been as high of a point as I'd like to think. We'll see.