I started telling JT that I wasn't going to post today because I didn't want anyone, (especially one person in particular), to worry about me because I'm sure it's just a funk. Not a cool groovin' Tower of Power funk, but an under a rock in the bottom of a maggot infested bog kind of funk. Call me crazy, but I feel like Gollum has led me half way ( Read more... )

As you all know, getting back into the Monday routine after faire weekends is a little rough, and I was a bit tired this morning. However, this has been an amazingly wonderful day! The Manic is suffering from an allergic reaction to some medication, (he's fine, but had a bad case of hives), and won't be in today, one of the girls from another ( Read more... )

Band...The days of hiding fuzzy gloves and collectible cups inside our ugly hats, a million "Louie Louie"s, the drum line, marching, and the fact that I should have been drum major, but noooooo. Laurie Brandt got the gig even though she HATED marching band. I was so robbed ( Read more... )

Well, I'm not feeling so angry now...I had my meeting with The Manic and he was just sweet as pie. "You're one of the best music directors in the business, but..." Uh, yeah. I calmly expressed my anger at his comment about the faire, and he kind of apologized, but not really. Guess I'll keep plugging along...for now. Melinda asked why I didn't ( Read more... )

Today I feel like Richard Dreyfuss in the pivotal scene in Jaws when Hooper and Chief Brody are trying to convince Mayor Vaughn that a great white shark has taken residence off the coast of Amity Island. The Mayor tells them, "I don't think either one of you are familiar with our problems." Hooper replies, I think that I am familiar with the fact ( Read more... )

"I know this is the part of your job you hate the most...And you suck at it." Okay. Not his exact words, but that's what it felt like coming from the most manic person I've ever met. He's crazy. Literally needs to be medicated. And when the crazy starts creeping into my dance space, that's trouble. It's one of the many run-ins of late. He's ( Read more... )

Just got back from lunch with Melinda, Layna, and Nancy. Much like the "Summer Nights" inquisition in Grease, they asked me a million and one questions about B. I knew the answers to some, but not all. Of course, like my mother, they wanted to know the all important answer to the question: When will it be finalized? Good question. Alas, I have ( Read more... )

It was forty-nine degrees to start my day today. Forty-nine. And so it begins ( Read more... )

Melinda and I are booking our trip to Ireland in mere minutes. The thought of spending a big chunk of money on something so frivolous is both terrifying and exhilarating. I mean, I deserve it, but that's a big chunk of money. She thinks we should get part-time jobs at LL Bean for spending money. I hate Beans. Long story short, I was scheduled ( Read more... )

I'm feeling a bit better after such kind words from Kris and B and The Kilt. I'm lucky to have cool supportive friends that care about me. I'm sure I'm worried about nothing ( Read more... )