So. I finally rehearsed the percussion piece with the percussion peoples. You know, the one that I got in August. Bloody Detroit. Am I really that busy? Am I going to turn into one of those uberhardcore music geeks, who go from class to rehearsal to gig to rehearsal to rehearsal to gig ad infinitum? If so, is that necessarily a bad thing?

Anyway, Former Full Time Shoe Girl did not come visit me yesterday. That's okay though. The minute my mom left my apartment became messy again. As it should be, of course. Ah yes. Oh, another thing- my mom can be a pain in the ass. Not only does she sit around and smoke (I had to Febreze the whole living room after she left), but she drinks all my booze! She drank a half bottle each of vodka and Kahlua. Maybe that is a good reason not to realize my destiny of becoming a full-fledged lush: when I go visit my child(ren) when they're in graduate school, I will therefore be prevented from drinking their liquor! Bah!

Wait a minute. Fuck that! How about I just not have kids and be a lush anyway? Yeah, I like that better. I'll be a hard-drinking, flute-playing, mango-farming bum on Tahiti. :)

Well, I must have some kind of work I should be doing now. Um. Hmmmm. Uh. Well. Nevermind. A turkey sandwich and a nap before uh, whatever concert thingie I'm supposed to play in tonight. That sounds better. Yeah.

Have a good night all. :)

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