Eight days, eight happy things, Day Seven
I'm very, very happy that I've made it through concert season pretty much in one piece. What remains this year is a bit of caroling and other casual singing, but the sheer stress of having to worry about my voice sticking around for formal concerts is lifted away. Tonight's concert was good fun.
crazyscot imported for me, on a recent trip to Finland, some GREEN BALLS. This made me very, *very* happy indeed, as my previous supply of them had almost gone. My companions agreed that they taste of Green. The balls, not my companions. I didn't try to taste my companions.
Lastly, I am very pleased for the Duck Warden that he did well in this evening's intra-club fencing tournament, which I didn't go to, but went and annoyed people in the pub afterwards. Let joy be unconfined.
crazyscot imported for me, on a recent trip to Finland, some GREEN BALLS. This made me very, *very* happy indeed, as my previous supply of them had almost gone. My companions agreed that they taste of Green. The balls, not my companions. I didn't try to taste my companions.
Lastly, I am very pleased for the Duck Warden that he did well in this evening's intra-club fencing tournament, which I didn't go to, but went and annoyed people in the pub afterwards. Let joy be unconfined.