It's been a pretty good week, punctuated by bubble gum, with which I've been amusing myself. My boss brought in the leftover candy from her son's 2nd-birthday pinata, and the leftovers consist mostly of lollipops and bubble gum. There's something very silly about doing all these horribly adult, highly confidential work-related things while blowing bubble gum bubbles.
It's nice of NEFFA to be next weekend, instead of this weekend, mostly because I get paid next Friday. (Still can't decide whether I want to go for both Saturday and Sunday, though.) If it wanted to be warm again by the end of next week, that would be nice too.
In a perfect world, a madrigal choir I don't have to drive to get to rehearsals for, and which doesn't rehearse on Tuesdays, would be looking for an alto. I want to start singing again, and madrigals are fun.
It's nice of NEFFA to be next weekend, instead of this weekend, mostly because I get paid next Friday. (Still can't decide whether I want to go for both Saturday and Sunday, though.) If it wanted to be warm again by the end of next week, that would be nice too.
In a perfect world, a madrigal choir I don't have to drive to get to rehearsals for, and which doesn't rehearse on Tuesdays, would be looking for an alto. I want to start singing again, and madrigals are fun.