it’s the st. ANDREWS fife and drum corps, fyi. maybe it’s pipe and drum corps. st. ANDREWS, though.
i started my day by waking up at eight and going to the gym and running on the treadmill YET AGAIN.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? WHY CAN’T I JUST RELAX AND SLEEP LATE AND LOLL AROUND FOR A WHILE?
i’m having a big problem with the lolling around lately. not achievable.
i proceeded to do bunches of stuff, resulting in YET MORE SURLINESS.
will it never end, this foul mood?
perhaps not.
but the funny thing is, of course, that if i was to run into you right now, or if we were to talk on the phone this very minute, i’d be SO FRIENDLY and you wouldn’t even know about the surliness.
isn’t that how most of us humans live our lives, not being on the inside what we appear to be on the outside, to some degree? that’s why children and animals are so good. you know exactly what’s going on with them.
but really, you like me much better when i feign cheer.
CHRISTMAS cheer, for one thing.
but it wasn’t an all-bad day. i went to my friend ann’s house, the one who has the fabulous cabin concerts, cause i was going to do the show for her and joe, because she said she won’t be able to see me new year’s eve because she’s also performing.
on thursday i was told by somebody who works for ann that she’d invited a bunch of people, which was slightly unsettling because i felt i wasn’t ready for that, a bunch of people who i didn’t know.
but i drove out to her house (still chock full of surliness not to mention my hatred of the cold and the snow), and put on my outfit for the show (which looks pretty darn fabulous, she said modestly), and the people kept showing up, and finally i started. first i explained that there were a couple of technical issues, but that it’d probably work ok.
and then i started, and i kept thinking “you just have to keep going here, you’re already doing it, no way to stop and start over.” and i kept going, and they KEPT LAUGHING! this was so great. i mean, there was some stuff that i know i used to think was funny, but i can’t see the humor in it anymore, but they LAUGHED. a lot. very surprising and great.
it was also great because it felt like a real show. there were a couple of video glitches, but nothing dramatic. but everything went so smoothly, and it could not have been better.
who could ask for more? i’m so lucky to have ann for a friend, and that she did this, and i’m so pleased way beyond my expectations. the thing is, since this is a special new year’s eve show, and i’m only performing it the one time, well, that’s not a lot of chance to perform. but this felt like a real thing, and then next week i’m going to do it once or twice for some other friends who won’t be able to be there on new year’s eve, and i’m glad i get to do it a few times.
the videos are pretty funny. i’d like to show them to you, but of course i can’t do that because i don’t know how to put them up on the site, plus it would RUIN THE SURPRISE, if you come to the show.
i can’t think of ANY REASON AT ALL, by the way, why you wouldn’t come to the show. so please do. get tix in advance for a measly 10 bucks, because they’re 15 the night of the show.
at the end, ann said that she’s going to see the first 30 minutes of my show. she performs at 9, at the presidential library, and it seems she’s going to be cutting it a little close, but she says she’s going to see me, and i know she can and will do whatever she sets her mind to.
i need to have an attitude like THAT. lose the surliness already, please.
tonight randy coerced me into playing some boggle. i agreed, even though dead tired, because he’d been so sweet to run the video for the show, even though there were some tricky things to it.
and he KICKED MY ASS. i don’t think he’s ever beaten me that much. i can’t understand how this happened. he NEVER beat me, EVER. but he just writes down the words like crazy, and then he beats me, every time. i must fight back.
i thought of one great thing about xmas, in my attempt to feel a little less scrooge-grinchlike. next weekend i can just DO NOTHING.
i’m looking forward to that.
ok then, goodnight,
december grace.