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Now I've gone and done it
Jul. 15th, 2004 10:32 pmMy choir director told me about a possible paid gig with a church choir in Oakland. I dropped by today to audition and somehow ended up committing to sing with them this Sunday. At nine in the morning.
Nine in the morning.
Those who know me will understand just how I feel about this.
It gets better. I'd already made plans to go to Rocky this week, which I am not canceling because I only get to do Rocky a couple of times a year; since public transit doesn't run that late, I can only go when friends with cars are going, and my friends are a sadly infrequently Rocky-visiting bunch. So, on Sunday morning I will be singing on no more than five hours of sleep, with a throat hoarse from two hours of shouting.
Let's all point at V and laugh, children.
Nine in the morning.
Those who know me will understand just how I feel about this.
It gets better. I'd already made plans to go to Rocky this week, which I am not canceling because I only get to do Rocky a couple of times a year; since public transit doesn't run that late, I can only go when friends with cars are going, and my friends are a sadly infrequently Rocky-visiting bunch. So, on Sunday morning I will be singing on no more than five hours of sleep, with a throat hoarse from two hours of shouting.
Let's all point at V and laugh, children.
