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LFWS story due tomorrow, and I have NO clue what I'm doing yet. And I don't want to use a skip because I only have one left. Eeek!
Here, plot bunny! C'mere! *holds out a carrot* I need to make an icon luring plot bunnies in. Or maybe I should try writing instead of spending time playing with icons? Crazy idea, but it just might work.
Choir was great last night, which is a nice change from the huge mess of frustration it's been lately. Because we missed a rehearsal for bad weather, our director is tacking on time at the beginning and end of each rehearsal. That means that we now go from 7:15-9:45 every Tuesday night. I love singing more than anything in the world, but by about 9:00, after a full day of work and class, I am DONE. So is everyone else, which makes our director cranky, which makes him fuss at us, which makes us all more frustrated... We're finally getting to the point where it sounds like music instead of a bunch of notes, though, which makes it all worth it.
I'm still getting used to this whole soprano business. I started in this choir as an alto, after singing alto ever since high school. Then our director moved me to 2nd soprano...and this concert, he was so desperate for first sopranos that he moved me there. Ummmm...OK, apparently we have a new and creative definition of "first soprano," because I pretty much cap out at a high A. And that's only if I'm a) warmed up, and b) get a running start.
Still, it is SO FUN. Although, I probably shouldn't get used to it - he's moved me each concert since I've been with the group. For all I know, next time I'll be singing bass. :-P
In completely unrelated news, my doctor tripled my dose of Metformin. I'm not diabetic; I have PCOS, and we're kinda sorta trying for kidlets. Since I'm not overweight, at least according to BMI, there's only so much diet and exercise would do. So Met it is. The fun thing is, it does kill my cravings for pure sugar a bit. Instead I have found myself wanting carrots and various forms of protein. This is quite scary for a confirmed sugar fiend.
Anyway, I'm just starting now to ramp up to the full amount and I can tell the side effects are coming back. Yay. I love feeling like a pile of llama poo.
Happy Wednesday! Feed your plot bunnies. And when they breed, please send me one?
Here, plot bunny! C'mere! *holds out a carrot* I need to make an icon luring plot bunnies in. Or maybe I should try writing instead of spending time playing with icons? Crazy idea, but it just might work.
Choir was great last night, which is a nice change from the huge mess of frustration it's been lately. Because we missed a rehearsal for bad weather, our director is tacking on time at the beginning and end of each rehearsal. That means that we now go from 7:15-9:45 every Tuesday night. I love singing more than anything in the world, but by about 9:00, after a full day of work and class, I am DONE. So is everyone else, which makes our director cranky, which makes him fuss at us, which makes us all more frustrated... We're finally getting to the point where it sounds like music instead of a bunch of notes, though, which makes it all worth it.
I'm still getting used to this whole soprano business. I started in this choir as an alto, after singing alto ever since high school. Then our director moved me to 2nd soprano...and this concert, he was so desperate for first sopranos that he moved me there. Ummmm...OK, apparently we have a new and creative definition of "first soprano," because I pretty much cap out at a high A. And that's only if I'm a) warmed up, and b) get a running start.
Still, it is SO FUN. Although, I probably shouldn't get used to it - he's moved me each concert since I've been with the group. For all I know, next time I'll be singing bass. :-P
In completely unrelated news, my doctor tripled my dose of Metformin. I'm not diabetic; I have PCOS, and we're kinda sorta trying for kidlets. Since I'm not overweight, at least according to BMI, there's only so much diet and exercise would do. So Met it is. The fun thing is, it does kill my cravings for pure sugar a bit. Instead I have found myself wanting carrots and various forms of protein. This is quite scary for a confirmed sugar fiend.
Anyway, I'm just starting now to ramp up to the full amount and I can tell the side effects are coming back. Yay. I love feeling like a pile of llama poo.
Happy Wednesday! Feed your plot bunnies. And when they breed, please send me one?