I dreamed that love would never die... I dreamed that God would be forgiving...
Stalling before a NaNo writing.
One day I am going to write up the notes I did on this song for the singing workshop. I just refound the karaoke CD version I used, and have bargained with self that if I reach 6000 tonight, I can go in my room, lock the door, put it on and sing my heart out.
That, and I can work more on trying to get the French On My Own down without screwing up.
Bribing myself is fun.
I really need to go write now.
Because it needs to be said, and often: Love you all dearly. (And if you're not comfortable with that, care very much about you.)
One day I am going to write up the notes I did on this song for the singing workshop. I just refound the karaoke CD version I used, and have bargained with self that if I reach 6000 tonight, I can go in my room, lock the door, put it on and sing my heart out.
That, and I can work more on trying to get the French On My Own down without screwing up.
Bribing myself is fun.
I really need to go write now.
Because it needs to be said, and often: Love you all dearly. (And if you're not comfortable with that, care very much about you.)