am showered and getting ready to head in for another day of fun. Today we get to record the backing vocals to all the songs they sing in the show. Which means I get to sit under headphones and listen to the 1980's samples from a Casio VL-tone keyboard. Yipee!

Yes, this post is DRIPPING in sarcasm. What I'd much rather do is avoid the 43º chill and stay curled up in bed.

Wow, Tom is super-ultra popular right now! About time!

Ginger, based on the 'fo you gave, I'd say dye your hair tomorrow. What will make us dyeing twins, cause I am also dyeing my hair tomorrow, because...

A friend of mine is moving to Seattle, and his going away party tonight is at his boss' super-cool pad. The Evite reminder just came reminding us to bring suits for the hot tub.

Query: Would it be rude and anti-social if I spent the ENTIRE party in the hot tub? I am tempted to just wear my terry robe and swimmies, and pour myself and drink and stake out territory for about 6 hours.

I have been dreaming about a hot tub for my shoulders and back for about the last six weeks (well, the full dream involves a hot tub, a cool shower with mint soap, a 2 hour, 2 masseuse full body massage and 12 hours of sleep on a feather bed, followed by breakfast in bed with Jamaican Blue coffee, Belgian waffles with strawberries, and country bacon. Followed by a foot rub and a nap.)

Oh y'all, I just got a response in LJ that made me honestly tear up.

In a meme I did a week (or two?) ago, one of the questions was along the lines of "what writers have inspired you most?" I put you as one of those writers, because you're honest about frustrations and worries, and your honesty has helped me deal with my own, as an unpubbed author. And it's given me more realistic expectations about what life "on the other side" is like. And the fact that you keep cheering people on is huge, and it means a lot to the rest of us.

Oh man, that's just so sweet!

WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Query: Would it be rude and anti-social if I spent the ENTIRE party in the hot tub? I am tempted to just wear my terry robe and swimmies, and pour myself and drink and stake out territory for about 6 hours.

Spending the entire party in the hot tub is probably not completely anti-social. But it might be good form to at least pretend that you're there for the rest of the party as well, by showing up dressed in civvies.

(well, the full dream involves a hot tub, a cool shower with mint soap, a 2 hour, 2 masseuse full body massage and 12 hours of sleep on a feather bed, followed by breakfast in bed with Jamaican Blue coffee, Belgian waffles with strawberries, and country bacon. Followed by a foot rub and a nap.)

My dream twin.

in the irony folder: the place for which I won't be working come 2009? I am working for them today... which is Saturday no matter which year it is. In both cases, they will not be paying me. pffft.

I slept in for me. In fact , DH was up and about doing things because he was restless ( usually it is the other way around). I think life just said STOP to me. My stomach has been unhappy since Thursday night -- not evil, just fussy. I had though we might go away for the night but I am not sure my body wants me to do so much

house selling ma~~~ to Suzi

More house selling ~ma for Suzi! Who I hope to be able to see today. At least for a little bit. And only if I get my chores done... so I'm off to the shower!

I'm not checking flights to Athens on my last week of the semester to go and see The Gutter Twins.

I really need to perish that thought.

recording session done. Yikes. Good singers, but none could remember their parts. Lots of takes. Fun!

{omnis}

The things you have to go through.