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AAAAAAH!
Woo. Hoo. Ah.
Yes, Rice rehearsals have started once again. We're doing Carmina. Ee.
Woo. Hoo. Ah.
Yes, Rice rehearsals have started once again. We're doing Carmina. Ee.
It is a time of great musicness. Mama has also managed to snag a cd of highlights from Delibes's Lakme, which contains the Flower Song (it's a sop/mezzo duet; you've probably heard it on British Airways, and, more recently, Jack In the Box commercials) and the Bell Song, which I had not heard but mama insisted I listen to; mind-blowing. Aah.
But I need to get to my email so I can take this calculus quiz. Otherwise it will not be happy. It is discombobulating.
Ah, but wow! The Bell Song. I'll have to show it to Greg, the opera whore. He will flip out.
But I need to get to my email so I can take this calculus quiz. Otherwise it will not be happy. It is discombobulating.
Ah, but wow! The Bell Song. I'll have to show it to Greg, the opera whore. He will flip out.
I have an itchy plier hickey, but another chainmail thingy to wear. It is very copper. Yaaay.
I'm easily pleased, can you tell? And I can amuse myself easily.
I'm easily pleased, can you tell? And I can amuse myself easily.
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