By the numbers...
Aug. 2nd, 2010 10:29 amPRIMARY: Stayed up until 3:00 AM last night, writing for my Big Bang story. I think I'm making progress. Currently at app. 55K words. I hope this story won't suck.
SECONDARY: Have to go to a wedding this weekend. Have to go to a wedding the weekend after that, too. Then it's two weeks to Dragon*Con, and I still have a costume to create, in addition to the Big Bang rough draft being due September 1st. Can we say BUSY AS FUCK???
TERTIARY: Turning 30 in just a couple of weeks. I'm happy with my life. Really, life is awesome. I just want something... MORE. Get a novel published? Med school? Smashing debut in a Broadway musical? Buy a new sofa (a microsuede sectional, I think)? Existential crisis - I has one.
QUATERNARY: Been working on my vocals/piano more over the past few months. Last night, I managed to clearly hit "Joanne's" high note in "Seasons of Love" from RENT. My range is the best it's ever been. I want to actually take piano lessons eventually, because while I can play, I'm self-taught, and I need more "theory" to really bridge that gap from "not sucktastic" to "quite acceptable." At the same time... pianos are kinda hard to lug around. I had a classic acoustic guitar a long time ago, but it died in a flood (the wood warped) and I never got past a couple of basic chords. I need a new guitar and to force myself to learn it. Piano is so comfortable and familiar, but maybe I need a shift. Of course, what's the point of all this if I don't DO something with it, right? *sigh* I need to start finding auditions.
QUINARY: The epic headache of doom from last week has subsided, but not disappeared. WTF, brain? Why do you hate me?
SENARY: I like xylitol. It's yummy. Yes, I thought that was worthy of a line in this post.
SEPTENARY: I need to seriously tone up between now and Dragon*Con, because I'm going to be wearing a spandex body suit. No, I'm not kidding. And no, don't ask. But if I'm going to be onstage in front of hundreds (thousands?) of people in an outfit that leaves NOTHING to the imagination, I need some muscle definition.
OCTONARY: I want to go on an adventure. Dunno what yet, but I want to do something crazy. Oh, and I also wanted to use the word "octonary," just because it's an awesome word.
Cheers!
SECONDARY: Have to go to a wedding this weekend. Have to go to a wedding the weekend after that, too. Then it's two weeks to Dragon*Con, and I still have a costume to create, in addition to the Big Bang rough draft being due September 1st. Can we say BUSY AS FUCK???
TERTIARY: Turning 30 in just a couple of weeks. I'm happy with my life. Really, life is awesome. I just want something... MORE. Get a novel published? Med school? Smashing debut in a Broadway musical? Buy a new sofa (a microsuede sectional, I think)? Existential crisis - I has one.
QUATERNARY: Been working on my vocals/piano more over the past few months. Last night, I managed to clearly hit "Joanne's" high note in "Seasons of Love" from RENT. My range is the best it's ever been. I want to actually take piano lessons eventually, because while I can play, I'm self-taught, and I need more "theory" to really bridge that gap from "not sucktastic" to "quite acceptable." At the same time... pianos are kinda hard to lug around. I had a classic acoustic guitar a long time ago, but it died in a flood (the wood warped) and I never got past a couple of basic chords. I need a new guitar and to force myself to learn it. Piano is so comfortable and familiar, but maybe I need a shift. Of course, what's the point of all this if I don't DO something with it, right? *sigh* I need to start finding auditions.
QUINARY: The epic headache of doom from last week has subsided, but not disappeared. WTF, brain? Why do you hate me?
SENARY: I like xylitol. It's yummy. Yes, I thought that was worthy of a line in this post.
SEPTENARY: I need to seriously tone up between now and Dragon*Con, because I'm going to be wearing a spandex body suit. No, I'm not kidding. And no, don't ask. But if I'm going to be onstage in front of hundreds (thousands?) of people in an outfit that leaves NOTHING to the imagination, I need some muscle definition.
OCTONARY: I want to go on an adventure. Dunno what yet, but I want to do something crazy. Oh, and I also wanted to use the word "octonary," just because it's an awesome word.
Cheers!