I have a tiny little headache directly behind my left eyebrow. I push on my eyebrow and the pain flares up for a moment. I withdraw the pressure and the throbbing stops for a few moments. Lather, rinse, repeat
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Mom didn't say when I talked with her last night. Remus, the one who died, had been lashing out at Rom -- the one who went on walkabout after Gulf Wars -- for a while now so they weren't really close or playmates.
At some point I need to get back to rehearsals; I would probably be okay to sing physically at this point, but emotionally I'm exhausted and more depressed than usual. Also, Tuesday has been effectively Monday ever since Pennsic and so I keep forgetting which night rehearsal is. Since I can't go to the Lochmere event there's less point in rushing back to singing immediately, but still.
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If you're available Labor Day weekend, you could come over and sing with us. Or come play BPAL (please--I need help with all these blasted imps!).
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We'll see about Labor Day. I was planning on going to a horror convention in Gettysburg with a friend, but I'm not sure if that's still in the cards.
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And I do hope that sight-singing isn't a formal prerequisite for musical authenticity, 'cause if it is I'm totally hosed. :)
*hugs*
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Well, I doubt it's a formal prerequisite. :) I'm not catching onto this particular tune as quickly as everyone else and it's chapping my @$$. ;)
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