How sad is it that I'd rather stay home and play with my new digital recording/transcribing equipment than go to fireworks and hang out with people?

Not sad at all. You've seen fireworks before.

Must find food.

I think part of it is that I just want some quiet time too. I've been with people for more than 24 hours solid (with about three hours to sleep in there). It'd be nice to have a nice, quiet, alone activity.

Oh, well. I'll go be social.

t /grumble

Hey Sean, whatcha up to this evening? Want to hang out?

Oooh! I'd love to come hang out, but I'll be at the cathedral downtown, hanging speakers from a truss with Mark. Not sure how late that will go, but it also looks like I'll have to be back at the Fist tomorrow morning at 9 to hang and cable one more speaker, before it's back to the cathedral to finish load in in the afternoon.

I've been getting up very early the last several days, for all values of early that equal 6:30 in the morning. I'm exhausted!

Yeah, I know, many of you are already at work by then, but I started working in theater so I didn't have to get up before 10 in the morning.

No worries--go forth and hang speakers, my friend!

good for you Sean! ( except for the getting up at 630 - ugh)

I am trying to decide if I am sick , possibly sick , or what. I was very sore yesterday - and had a teeny tiny fever last night. Way less sore today, no fever, a cough, but only occasionally ( but deep) and a hollow head. so bizzare.

I lied teeny tiny fever is back

You go, Sean.

I know that feeling, Beth. You start wishing you would either get definitely sick or well.

I am having a colonoscopy Monday. Don't wanna, but I'm pretty inured to medical procedures. Today in the grocery store was hard, though. Sunday I can only have clear liquids, hard candy, popsicles and jello, and none of them can be red. I don't think of myself as picky, but the overlap between things I like and those requirement turns out to be very small, particularly when you throw in avoiding HFCS. Popsicle-like things run heavily to red. I finally dug out a package of lime ones, hiding behind the coconut. I loathe jello. I have white grape juice, ginger ale and butterscotch. Is it my imagination, or are the number of kinds of hard candy made with sugar dwindling? It seems to mostly be down to Werther's, cheap butterscotch and peppermint.

Yay Sean!

Ugh, beth. I hate that "am I sick?" feeling.

I've been reading up on speech therapy options. I know that most people say that my speech problems aren't too noticable, but I know that I do things like purposely phrase what I say to avoid words that I know will cause trouble. Spelling out my last name over the phone is a pain -- there are two letters in there that I can't pronounce. There are lots of times when something that should be simple gets much more complicated because I can't say what I want to say.

I think I'm thinking about this more now because I'm taking a sign language class, and I noticed that I'm raising my hand to volunteer with answers WAY more often than I ever have in any other class I've ever taken, and I think it's because I don't have to stop and think about whether the answer has any words that I can't say.

I went through twelve years of speech therapy as a kid, to get to this point. I'm wondering whether more will be able to correct the problems that are left. Also, it looks pricey. But I'm pondering.

Sounds like a good investment, Hil, if you could remove that big layer of self-consciousness that lays over your speech. Wouldn't it be nice to not have to think about it first?