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Music of the Night
Mar. 11th, 2006 12:49 amYeah, this entry... I don't know what to say. You don't have to read it, I just kind of felt like I needed to say it, but to whom or why I have no idea. In fact, I'd rather not share it (don't know quite why about that either), but I am just the same.
In other news, I clipped a groundhog coming back from Domer's tonight. =( But I checked and I think I may have only hurt him or just knocked him off the road, but not killed him. =)
Anyway... ( Just something to write, something else to read and forget. EDIT: Tending towards emotional nonsense and drama, so fair warning you might not want to read it. )
I hope tomorrow goes better, because every time I think the week is going to get better it manages to smack me in the face again. To quickly enumerate why this week sucked: 1) some musicianship claims made against me that have yet to be spoken for, 2) getting another $90 stolen and nothing to do about it, 3)being bothered by several folks to marry Ty, 3) not having plans work out repeatedly, 4) injuring/killing an innocent woodland creature, 5) essentially hitting the very lowest notes of my range and finding out I pretty much can't sing all the parts I want to.
Sigh. On a lighter note, the moon is really pretty, and I can't wait to go hiking tomorrow. Also, singing alto parts down an octave was much more shocking than I expected. =^n.n^=
In other news, I clipped a groundhog coming back from Domer's tonight. =( But I checked and I think I may have only hurt him or just knocked him off the road, but not killed him. =)
Anyway... ( Just something to write, something else to read and forget. EDIT: Tending towards emotional nonsense and drama, so fair warning you might not want to read it. )
I hope tomorrow goes better, because every time I think the week is going to get better it manages to smack me in the face again. To quickly enumerate why this week sucked: 1) some musicianship claims made against me that have yet to be spoken for, 2) getting another $90 stolen and nothing to do about it, 3)being bothered by several folks to marry Ty, 3) not having plans work out repeatedly, 4) injuring/killing an innocent woodland creature, 5) essentially hitting the very lowest notes of my range and finding out I pretty much can't sing all the parts I want to.
Sigh. On a lighter note, the moon is really pretty, and I can't wait to go hiking tomorrow. Also, singing alto parts down an octave was much more shocking than I expected. =^n.n^=
