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I seem to be on a roll tonight; I figured I might as well relate what happened at rehearsal last night while I still remembered it. I'll record it for posterity. Or future reference to laugh at myself. Or something.
I didn't find the rehearsal as tedious as Mama and Fi seemed to. I'm easily amused, I know, but the Mendelssohn, though easy, was still pretty, and I was plenty occupied reading through (we're doing the women's chorus from A Midsummer Night's Dream, which everyone should go out and find). Then we read some of the Rachmaninov on "na" (the Russian is a little much to sightread on, and we're no good at it anywa; we have a Russian coach coming in later). Rachmaninov, I think I've mentioned, wrote a piece that we sing at Roger's that is my absoluter favorite we sing there. It's sooo gorgeous. So is this. It's a setting of a Russian translation of Poe's The Bells. Fuun. Especially since I really like Russian anyway.
Then, after rehearsal, we went to Kim Son (the usual nook that Tea and Lee go to, the more subdued, minimal-alcohol, minimal-smoke, quiet place where we can be the only loud obnoxious table) with the Kim Son crowd and Fiona. Mama and I talked to her, and she told us more about Salad. If I ever get over moronic adolescent idiocy, I'll tell ya'll what she said, but basically, she and he were together, and now they're not, because he was being insecure and drunk and said something that really hurt her, and she wrote him a letter telling him she couldn't be with somebody who's intentionally hurt her, and she's been crying nightly for a month, and he's still in Europe, and hasn't responded, but they really seemed to be going good and Mama fixed everything because she explained it all to Fiona so well cause she knows everything cause she's had 50 years of experience. She said guys can be dumb and socially inept, and Salad is basically a smart nerd who's probably been brushed off a lot and thought Fi was going to, but wanted to get her first... I dunno, she was better at explaining it thatn I, and Fi concliuded he didn't really mean it and it wasn't really as bad as all that, and she's gonna see how it is when he gets back (early February is what he told me when he left). Chuf.
It's amazing to discover how oblivious I am, and be enlightened. I wish I were hormoneless but still had all this perspective.
I didn't find the rehearsal as tedious as Mama and Fi seemed to. I'm easily amused, I know, but the Mendelssohn, though easy, was still pretty, and I was plenty occupied reading through (we're doing the women's chorus from A Midsummer Night's Dream, which everyone should go out and find). Then we read some of the Rachmaninov on "na" (the Russian is a little much to sightread on, and we're no good at it anywa; we have a Russian coach coming in later). Rachmaninov, I think I've mentioned, wrote a piece that we sing at Roger's that is my absoluter favorite we sing there. It's sooo gorgeous. So is this. It's a setting of a Russian translation of Poe's The Bells. Fuun. Especially since I really like Russian anyway.
Then, after rehearsal, we went to Kim Son (the usual nook that Tea and Lee go to, the more subdued, minimal-alcohol, minimal-smoke, quiet place where we can be the only loud obnoxious table) with the Kim Son crowd and Fiona. Mama and I talked to her, and she told us more about Salad. If I ever get over moronic adolescent idiocy, I'll tell ya'll what she said, but basically, she and he were together, and now they're not, because he was being insecure and drunk and said something that really hurt her, and she wrote him a letter telling him she couldn't be with somebody who's intentionally hurt her, and she's been crying nightly for a month, and he's still in Europe, and hasn't responded, but they really seemed to be going good and Mama fixed everything because she explained it all to Fiona so well cause she knows everything cause she's had 50 years of experience. She said guys can be dumb and socially inept, and Salad is basically a smart nerd who's probably been brushed off a lot and thought Fi was going to, but wanted to get her first... I dunno, she was better at explaining it thatn I, and Fi concliuded he didn't really mean it and it wasn't really as bad as all that, and she's gonna see how it is when he gets back (early February is what he told me when he left). Chuf.
It's amazing to discover how oblivious I am, and be enlightened. I wish I were hormoneless but still had all this perspective.