there's nobody else here, no one like me.

weepy girl. no good reason. suspect the hormones. if there were good reasons, they would have something to do with a mildly out of control existence, lack of full time employment... the usual blah.

rehearsal went well last night but damn, that's a lot of work. i hadn't forgotten so much as not thought about it in a while. the choir were their usual rowdy and obnoxious selves. which is mostly fun, now that i know how to handle them. still want to kick of couple of them in the head... but that might be a bad idea. there was a great turn out, though. a new alto even. one of the things that has made me happiest in the past year is how many people in the choir tell me how much they love singing in it, how much more since i've been conducting... makes me feel like it's something i do well... not even so much the music part as the successfully getting a group of people together accomplish something and enjoy themselves while doing it. yeah. and thank the mysterious presence that they're unitarians. my last church job never felt this comfortable. not to say i don't still chuckle behind my hand every time the minister says 'mysterious presence' but it sure beats guiltily taking communion and hoping no one ever asks me key questions - such as, are you a christian?

i find i am missing starbuckle in a way as though we had ever actually been in the same place... as though she were here and now she is not. football. meh. next time, just come here.

read the rest of that harry/snape. hmm. yes. i can see it. and no, it didn't bother me half as much as i expected it to. well... i knew that would be the case. i can't picture alan rickman while reading though... while i adore him in the role, i actually think he's a bit old for it. snape should only be like... what? 35? well, i guess we don't really know how old harry's parents were when they had him, do we? never mind. whatever. brain power fading... must go eat blueberries.

i'm special. so special. i gotta have some of your attention, give it to me.

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Draco on his knees is wrong like acid rain is wrong, against nature and the order of the world.

not enough blueberries.

oops

i just spent a lot of money. heh. didn't really mean to do that. but i, um, needed those cds and dvds? and that book. and that lipstick. the lipstick could be considered minor... except it cost more than the book. damn origins. why are the only ones who make the minty-tingly lipstick in that perfect brownish color?

but i've also cleaned a lot today. perhaps some of that can be considered penance for the shopping spree? or... whatever.

we're going to be social tonight. ::gasp!:: siena's coming over later (she now lives in somerville too!) and then we're going to natasha's house. tash apparently lives blocks from us. there, we will meet her friends and drink things. and then we probably won't go dancing, though that's what others are doing. i just... don't feel like it. and neither does rach. so feh. some other time... maybe if i knew tash's friends better. or at all.

so, now to clean the bathroom. then i'll clean myself. then i'll make ratatouille and soft basil dumplings for dinner. yum.