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i had a special moment today. the director of the school where i have the little women's ensemble called me to tell me that some guy from some little city newspaper is doing and article on the school and he was going to show up at the end of rehearsal and interview some of the women. ok. this is all fine. the moment occurred when she told me not to worry, he wasn't intimidating at all. "he's like, our age and he's really nice." um. our age? i don't know how old she actually is... but she's married and she has a baby and she directs the school. our age? i think i have a little complex about admitting my adulthood. i am soon to be 28 years old. i am an adult, regardless of whether i act like one. oy.
so, no. i'm not going to write tonight. i'm going to read and sleep instead. and write tomorrow. really. i'm going to drink as much coffee as i can keep down and try to write the whole thing while on a major caffeine/sugar high. hopefully i just won't even notice. and then jenny and anney can fix it for me and i'll turn it in and it will all be over and i'll go read thing in peaceful bliss. it's a plan.
so, no. i'm not going to write tonight. i'm going to read and sleep instead. and write tomorrow. really. i'm going to drink as much coffee as i can keep down and try to write the whole thing while on a major caffeine/sugar high. hopefully i just won't even notice. and then jenny and anney can fix it for me and i'll turn it in and it will all be over and i'll go read thing in peaceful bliss. it's a plan.