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Because there is a shortage of TV series that I actually want to watch, I am now addicted to both American Idol and Dancing With the Stars, and I now want my own flexible, ballroom-dancing blond boyfriend instead of, well, you know, because brass instruments suck anyway.
Damn my lack of a life.
I'm trying to finish In Lieu of Flowers since I'm about halfway through the story at the moment, but it's hard since I've fallen out of love with the whole faux-medieval fantasy thing and anything I write at the moment will probably be somehow orchestra-related and I don't feel comfortable with characters that are too much like me (*coughcoughSTEPHANIEMEYERcough*) or my friends; there's a fine line between relatable characters and just self-insertion and it's hard to tread sometimes.
(Oh, we're playing WEST SIDE STORY in Debut Orchestra. LOL.)