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Poor Lucy has such a hardship in life. He doesn't really like the shower. Though eventually he'll have to get used to it if the fleas don't all die soon.
Blehblehbleh. Guess what I get to do before Heather comes over this afternoon? Get out Songs for a Christian Wedding and learn eight of them, for her to pick two. For some reason she wants me to play piano at her wedding. I am not a pianist. But she's my cousin. So I get to procrastinate everything I feel like doing and do that instead. Who knew there was so much to write during the summer? The rest of the Ailurian art songs, the quartet, the collection of Songs To Be Sung By Oneself, revised words for Castle, an experiment with wolfsong... what am I forgetting? Plus I want to finish the pile of books mama put at the end of my bed.
But. Time to watch sappy Christian lyrics go by.
Blehblehbleh. Guess what I get to do before Heather comes over this afternoon? Get out Songs for a Christian Wedding and learn eight of them, for her to pick two. For some reason she wants me to play piano at her wedding. I am not a pianist. But she's my cousin. So I get to procrastinate everything I feel like doing and do that instead. Who knew there was so much to write during the summer? The rest of the Ailurian art songs, the quartet, the collection of Songs To Be Sung By Oneself, revised words for Castle, an experiment with wolfsong... what am I forgetting? Plus I want to finish the pile of books mama put at the end of my bed.
But. Time to watch sappy Christian lyrics go by.
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