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clevermanka) wrote2004-02-10 08:23 am
clevermanka) wrote2004-02-10 08:23 am
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This is why I read my friends page before posting
Swiped from the_monkey_king: the Secret Fist of Donald Rumsfeld.
Thanks to curieuse for the heads-up on MoveOn.org's current drive: Censure Bush.
Now for content:
Posting these past couple days has been...nonexistent. Saturday night I came down with stomach pain and slight headache. Then Sunday into early evening on Monday was spent with a migrane. I haven't had one since May and thought maybe that part of my life had moved on. Bummer. Bigger bummer: I used up the last of my pills when I was in California and never bothered to get a refill. And the prescription refill time had expired. Er. So yeah, not quite 48 hours of a rollercoaster of misery until the cafergot 'script finally got called in and then picked up. Lucky me, only about 6 (non-consecutive) hours of that was so bad that I was non-functional. I know most migrane sufferers get it a lot worse. At least I've never thrown up.
Last night 0 and I went to the Sprint Values Excellence awards banquet at Hereford House in Leawood. It was cool to see 0 recognized. It'll be cooler when the check shows up. I got the salmon. Yum.
This morning I'm going to have my first voice lesson. I'm taking lessons from a grad student over in Murphy. Should be an exercise in humility. I haven't done any real singing in about 15 years. Should be interesting. I hope this kid is patient.
And for the knitters,
You are Mercerized Cotton.
You are always very crisp and neat. You are very
playful and are happiest while outdoors in the
sunshine. You are sometimes accused of
splitting hairs, but in the end people find you
pretty easy to live with.
What kind of yarn are you?
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UPDATE: The voice lesson went really well! My scales did not suck! I have more range left than I thought (a bit over 2 octaves--I used to have 3) and my upper register didn't sound so horribly weak in the practice room. Yay for good acoustics. I have three songs to work on and next week I must remember to bring water with me. Choke! Kyle (the kid) was very sweet and friendly. And good heavens, delicate! He looks like an elf. I felt like an amazon.
Thanks to curieuse for the heads-up on MoveOn.org's current drive: Censure Bush.
Now for content:
Posting these past couple days has been...nonexistent. Saturday night I came down with stomach pain and slight headache. Then Sunday into early evening on Monday was spent with a migrane. I haven't had one since May and thought maybe that part of my life had moved on. Bummer. Bigger bummer: I used up the last of my pills when I was in California and never bothered to get a refill. And the prescription refill time had expired. Er. So yeah, not quite 48 hours of a rollercoaster of misery until the cafergot 'script finally got called in and then picked up. Lucky me, only about 6 (non-consecutive) hours of that was so bad that I was non-functional. I know most migrane sufferers get it a lot worse. At least I've never thrown up.
Last night 0 and I went to the Sprint Values Excellence awards banquet at Hereford House in Leawood. It was cool to see 0 recognized. It'll be cooler when the check shows up. I got the salmon. Yum.
This morning I'm going to have my first voice lesson. I'm taking lessons from a grad student over in Murphy. Should be an exercise in humility. I haven't done any real singing in about 15 years. Should be interesting. I hope this kid is patient.
And for the knitters,
You are Mercerized Cotton.
You are always very crisp and neat. You are very
playful and are happiest while outdoors in the
sunshine. You are sometimes accused of
splitting hairs, but in the end people find you
pretty easy to live with.
What kind of yarn are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
UPDATE: The voice lesson went really well! My scales did not suck! I have more range left than I thought (a bit over 2 octaves--I used to have 3) and my upper register didn't sound so horribly weak in the practice room. Yay for good acoustics. I have three songs to work on and next week I must remember to bring water with me. Choke! Kyle (the kid) was very sweet and friendly. And good heavens, delicate! He looks like an elf. I felt like an amazon.