Monday, March 27, 2006

Ah, sweet relief.

Recital and audition over. No more desperate memorizing. Don't care that I could not for the life of me remember words in second half of Lucia scene. Didn't matter anyway as I was merely there to tell Lucia not to go crazy with the wrong man lovin', which, if you know the opera, is about as useful as telling Britney to not give Manpris his own checking account.

I get to go home tonight. Home. For hours in a row. Shall I knit? Shall I play with the birds? Shall I cook dinner? All are possible.

Most likely, though, I'll watch Tivo and go to bed at 8. After sniffing the birds, of course.

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