I'm sick. I'm sick. I want to curl up in a little ball and die.

Surprisingly, all went well last night, considering I had a thick wall of goo clogging my sinuses and I'd yakked twice. A lot of my pieces were head-voice, and the less I had to lean notes into the vocal mask, the easier it was. The only part me being sick was very apparent was during the Pamina/Papageno duet from the Magic Flute... I had a sprechtstimme part that I sounded 80 years old speaking, and two times when I dropped into chest-voice, I gurgled a bit. But I was mostly in the F-Bb range, so it was fine.

Mike brought me soup and Day-Quil and I curled up around him and fell asleep and hour before my call. Did I mention I have the best boyfriend ever? Mom brought OJ and tissues... much needed because my already-red nose is beginning to peel. My aunts and uncles and Mom, Dad, Adrian... some cousins, plus two of my little brats came. And my grandfather. I got t meet his girlfriend for the first time.

So. Yay.

I'm skipping my first class.

At 5:30 today, I will curl up in a little ball and die. Thanks.

Procrastinating on doing my paper, so I redid my links page. I added Tomorrow-Never-Knows.Net (Giuliana's domain) as an Affiliate, and Liz's domain, BadWisdom.Org as an affiliate as well, because she is my hostess-to-be in late August. *hugs*
Also added: my favorite brush links, Relique.Net, and Linda Marie's kickass portal, PanAvatar.Net.

Poli-Sci paper, go away!

In the meantime, I shall procrastinate by playing with fonts and brushes.