fantasticmuse

The song that defines my life right now? "I Never" by Rilo Kiley.

I have been struggling to stay on my meds for the past few days. This is bad because my blood sugar is going to be fucked beyond all reason if I don't shape up. Sigh.

Tonight I feel plagued by insecurities, quite a contrast to last night's ambition. I'm fretting about this job business. I think this is caused by 80% insecurity and 20% thinking too damn much. The whatifs as Shel Silverstein would call them.

On the other hand, I'm re-reading "Monstrous Regiment" and that's always a delight.

And my iTunes has been doing its best to console me, playing "Strength, Courage, Wisdom" and "Safe and Sound" one after another without any prompting from me. *pets the iTunes oracle* Sometimes music's all you have, really.

Days spent on tour: Three million, or approximately 7.

Hours spent on the tour bus: approximately 26.

Hours spent singing: at least 10.

Money wasted: None! I bought a couple of cute shirts for cheap, a silly latin book and a graphic novel. Go me.

Most awesome thing ever: CURLING. Seriously, wtf? Why isn't everyone playing this? It was so much fun. Also, my choir director is a BEAST. I'm talking curling hall of fame thingy, here. Awesome.

People missed: All of you!

Birthdays missed: One. Happy belated birthday to my Evil(or is is Good?) Twin, vensre. Lots of love to you, Ven.

Tour Quotes: Only two this year.

The first from Emily, standing on a bus seat and screaming: "EMILY SPEAKS, HEAR ME NOW! There will be no tickling or none of you will get hugs!"

The second from Robert, whom I adore: "Elly, I've been meaning to ask you. Will you be my mother figure?"

*laughs*

The obligatory unintentionally embarrassing Doc C quote:

Doc C: "It seems to be a real JC Choir love-fest in here tonight."
Choir: ... *facepalm*

He meant there were lots of alumni in the audience. What a strange man.

Items passed between choir members during the concerts: At least four: A doorstop, a plastic turtle, a Pokey action figure and... a dildo. Yes. A dildo.

Number of official CTRs: Only one. TK and Jennifer, and good for them. Unofficially, there was Joe and Lydia, Me and Jessica, and Tim and Eric. Of course, unofficial also means "fake." But anyway.

Best concert: Our final full concert in Grand Rapids. Good energy, great audience. Just beautiful. The Ave Maria had people weeping. Hell, the choir almost couldn't sing it.

Best venue: MY HOMETOWN, BABY. The acoustics KICK ASS. Would have been our best concert, except it was our first and people were nervous. Definitely a close second, though.

And that's that. I'm back.

"Fill it up Again" by the Indigo Girls. Love it and despair.



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I missed my one and only class today.

English, and I wanted to go, too. We were going to have a presentation by a canidate for one of the empty positions in the English deptartment.

Woke up late, though. And I didn't want to waltz into what was essentially a job interview and say "I'm here! You can start now!"

Luckily I wasn't required to go, so I'm not in trouble. =D



So, who's heard of The Polyphonic Spree? Crazy cultists I tell you. Okay, maybe not, but when you put on white robes and sing about "reaching for the sun" while surrounded by bubbles and doves, it makes me start to wonder.


Here. Go if you have a lot of time, the intro page is a delight to stoners everywhere. Man, why do I like this band? It's insane.



Oh! And I gave blood yesterday. Go me.