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Ah, a quiet evening of Willow in Milliways. We got out of rehearsal early due to a scheduling snafu, so I got to get actual nutritional dinner and then head home and talk to my mommy for a bit. It's relaxing just to play for awhile, without really having to worry about the real world.

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To do in the next few days:

Make list of director deadlines for UPSStage M! (By 10pm Tuesday)
Write canon update for oh_frak_me. (No deadline)
Write BSG meta essay. (No deadline)
Poke lornelover about Midsummer music. (Consider yourself poked)
Make first CD for Echoes. (By 9:30pm Thursday)
Transfer handwritten ghost stuff to laptop. (No deadline)
Write one page on medieval English theatre. (By 2pm Tuesday)
Email Mum re: Matzo Ball recipe. (By Thursday)
Colourbars for my Millipups. (No deadline)
Private Lives research. (By 1pm Wednesday)
Finish white model #1. (By 1pm Wednesday)
Practice Jazz combinations. (By 11:30am Thursday)
4+ hours of rehearsal each: Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.
7+ hours of rehearsal. (Saturday 9am)

WHEEEEEEEEE!
*goes quietly mad*

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I know, I know...Three posts in two hours, for the love of mud, go to sleep if you're that bored! But really...Why is it that one only gets the urge to clean when one ought to be sleeping or writing or something. Here I am, prepping to go to sleep and all of the sudden my mind goes "We could sort laundry and take care of that pile of papers and get rid of all that!" And then I think..."SHUSH! It's sleepy time now." Silly cleaning urge that only works in the wee hours of the morning...

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In continuation of the earlier post, I'd really appreciate it if you would spread the request for angels around, I want to be able to send a huge bunch of angels to her. Thank you all.