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so, today the plan was to rehearse with two of the singers and the 'orchestra' at 11, then nothing til the dress rehearsal at 7. i figured i'd come into town early, play on line, rehearse, go sit in the library and study the score for a few hours and then eat and be ready for the dress rehearsal.

i packed everything i'd need for the day into my rolly carry-on and wheeled it downtown. a few blocks from main street, i got a call on my cell. it was maggie. she had just driven by me and suddenly realized that maybe i didn't know today's schedule changes. instead of 11, we're to meet with the singers at 3.

::deep breaths::

she had assumed i would somehow know. she's the only one who has my number and knows where i'm staying. i'm as close to completely irritated as you can get with a really sweet person like her. meaning well is starting to mean less.

but i'm here. i have computer, i have internet. all will be well.

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!!! they're playing funana in this cafe! ::dances::

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so. last night's angel. ( i didn't really like it )

i suppose i should leave this cafe someday. but it's nice and cool and... internet. oh! there's been good news! my wonderful mum has offered to put rach and i up in a b&b when rach gets here. ohthankgoodness. i couldn't be happier. and, craziness, the b&b in question is lesbian-owned, one of the owners went to my high school and it's vegan-friendly! eee! i'm so excited to get out of that house!

another reason why: last night, as i'm walking from the kitchen to the tv room, i glance at the puppet-stand that i keep trying not to look at because something about a stand full of old puppets creeps me out. but i accidentally glanced at the top one which happened to be a very old cat hand puppet. the head was black and rubbery and the one remaining eyeball was huge and yellow. thanks. i needed that nightmare material. also, while i was making dinner, i heard a bird tweeting, loudly, right there in the kitchen. after i recovered from my heart attack, i realized it was the clock which had a different bird marking each hour and on the hour it chirps that bird's chirp. i guess i hadn't been in the kitchen for the turning of an hour before. it explained the owl i had heard the other night.

my actual nightmares were about rach missing her flight. wah! i hope nothing like that happens. i miss my lady like crazy. in the dream, she missed because she was giving a piano recital in a huge hall. that doesn't seem terribly likely.

i pimp therefore i am

really, i am going to leave the cafe soon. i swear.

but first, i need to tell you how jjtaylor took this random challenge:

Bellatrix Black Lestrange and Minerva McGonagall :: knife :: Herculean tasks

and made it into and incredibly kickass story: defensive war.

i've been reading some other good stuff - offline for the most part. and i'll rec it soon, maybe tomorrow.

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camillafarfalla??!?!?!?!!! omgwtf is wrong with you, not mentioning that bean was there??? i mean...???

and what do you mean i'm as obsessive as you are? i have no idea what you're talking about.

it seems i'm back in the cafe. supposedly i'm here to get some score study done. ok, i will, in, like, a minute.

oh, hey, the people at the next table are talking about the website design for the other opera company in town. heh.

i'm re-reading PoA and noticing some new things. interesting little detail-ish things. and enjoying them. i'm marking pages so i can relate them later. but... dude. i love this here book.

and i keep having these raging yet fleeting plot bunnies. my favorite one of today - which has not yet completely left my brain - is a mwpp sirius/remus, lily/james from the pov of snape. i think the idea came out of reading snape's hostility toward hermione, calling her a show off and such... and imagining him feeling similarly about a young, smart lily evans. maybe a little jealous of her brains and a little crushy on her. and a little crushy on lupin too - another one who's smart and nicer to him than the rest. but then as he watched, they would both pair off with the two boys he despised most. and, of course, he would somehow observe sirius and remus having teh hott sexx. oh, yes, and this was also inspired by reading the first dinner in the great hall wherein snape looks at lupin with the kind of loathing harry is used to seeing directed at himself. i thought that was fabulous foreshadowing toward what we later learn about snape's grudges etc.

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it would just figure that i actually feel like writing some slash ::checks watch:: 12 minutes before i have to be at the theater for the dress rehearsal. if i had time i would write ( two scenes... )

also, i wonder about snape's feelings about frank and alice longbottom. i always assumed he was horrid to neville because he's such an easy target... but maybe not. maybe there's more to it. i wonder. and somehow it never occurred to me before this.