Where to begin? If this entry were to set the scene for a dramatic, heart-wrenching movie, I'd probably open up this blog with a flashback of a dying comrade in arms. If this were a 007 movie, I'd probably jump right into the action as I snuck my way into a Siberian missle silo to gather intel on what those crazy Russians are doing. And if I were Tom Sawyer, I probably wouldn't do much at all, because I'd be busy getting you to do my dirty work.

But because my dirty work mostly consists of heading down to the practice rooms at the Smith Center for the Arts and learning some sort of Sonata in G minor, and because I'm probably the most athletically challenged person you'll ever meet, I'll try to keep this a simple introduction and less of anything else. I'm Alex, a music and psychology double major at PC with high expectations and not much idea of what I'm going to do with myself after college. I play the piano, clarinet, and sing, and desperately want to learn to play some sort of brass instrument and the bass guitar.

Essentially, I'm a music dork, with a bit of a technology dork in me as well. I work at the help desk on campus, a job I was graciously handed and was allowed to move in early for, and so in many ways I get to do everything I want here. I can perform musically, watch so many amazing concerts in either Providence or Boston (I'm actually going to see The Kooks at Lupo's this Sunday and Matt Nathanson next month!), study Psychology, and have an amazing tech-based job. It really is like all my bases are covered.

I'm literately always busy or doing something or the other, to the point where I only had an hour break today and am going to continue busying myself until this meeting for music majors is over at 6:00. But in all the mayhem and chaos of my already growing daily routine, of waking up at 7:00 every morning and hurrying over to Accino for my 8:00-9:30 shift, I'm hoping this blog will give it all some sense of order. And I hope it gives a whole bunch of new meaning to this experience, too.