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[spangletigress]

So I just talked to them. The conversation lasted fewer than fourteen minutes. The topics discussed were not highly emotionally charged, nor did we discuss them with emotionally charged words or tones. But almost invariably, I end up in tears during or after speaking with them, and this time was no different. Why do I still have to need their money

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[thebookwyrm13]

*hugs*
*cries with you*
tylenol? or roxicet? i have plenty left over from last week's post-surgery pain treatment. (me all better now! =) all done with antibiotics, yay!) they won't do much for your problems (well, the roxicet will temporarily turn them to mist), but at least they'll make the headache go away.

tip: get a job. money = fastest ticket to emancipation.

[thebookwyrm13]

(sad as it is, tis true.)

[spangletigress]

*hugsback* Thank you

I don't have a) the time b) the transportation for a job. I don't even have enough time for my fingers to Piano their way to happiness!

[thebookwyrm13]

...get a job playing piano? Actually, in my music theory class last semester, the singing lab had a piano accompanist who was a student, and I'm pretty sure she was paid.

[spangletigress]

I'm not the best Pianist here...

(but oh, how I wish to become so)

[thebookwyrm13]

neither was she (by a lot).

[spangletigress]

Well, once I've gotten back in "shape", I'll talk to my awesome professor and she what she suggests... I know I overheard her telling some of her students last semester to check out the Dallas Symphony Orchestra!

[thebookwyrm13]

well good luck. =)

[spangletigress]

*see what she

Thank you! I'm gonna need it, especially after today's class, wherein what she asked me to do was actually a bit scary...

I have a long way to go to become the Pianist I want to be...