Long weekend. Didn't do much. So why are my butt muscles sore? I think I spent 15 minutes doing physical labor, breaking off aster canes at the ground and bagging them. The bed they're in is at the corner of the yard, so it's abot 2 feet above sidewalk level. So not even any bending. Weird.
Another rush-rush project, so toxicfur is working into the night again. Makes me kinda sad. At least it's not usually this way. I keep repeating that to myself.
Faboo food this weekend; scallops and roasted asparagus one night, and a roasted lamb leg the other. We now have leftovers for stew, burritos, and who knows what-all else.
Getting down to crunchtime for coro. We have 3 rehearsals counting today. My opinion of the music has softened only slightly (since this diary). We're gonna have some talking time, one-on-one, afterwards, and I'm gonna try to speak my mind.
post this sucker.
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