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Apparently (I wasn't there) the rehearsal last night was a trainwreck, but the concert tonight was decent and the audience adored us. They started shrieking and applauding and standing up before Graf even dropped his hands. So Ravel wins at life, or would, if he were alive.
I just remembered I had a strange dream. It seemed to be in the context of a Bat Boy dress rehearsal, but there was Ravel and more making out and orgasm than usual. Not mine, of course; I hardly ever have sexual dreams. Actually, I can't even think of any, besides this one. And it wasn't about me.
I just remembered I had a strange dream. It seemed to be in the context of a Bat Boy dress rehearsal, but there was Ravel and more making out and orgasm than usual. Not mine, of course; I hardly ever have sexual dreams. Actually, I can't even think of any, besides this one. And it wasn't about me.