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Things:

- Dear the weather - do you think maybe it could be cool enough so that I can wear my pretty clothes soon? I have new pretty clothes and I want to be able to wear them without keeling over from Sebacean heat delirium.

- First choir rehearsal of the season last night! We are still doing interim conductors, so we had a new guy again. I like him - he's enthusiastic and, since he's from South Carolina, says "y'all" a lot, which is charming. And most of the music is fun, except Sleigh Ride, which I always hate. Though, at least, I am not one of the voice parts that spends the whole song saying the word "jingle" over and over. But a lot of the stuff we're singing is gorgeous, so that's exciting.

- We have, for example, a very beautiful Canticle of the Virgin, which kinda made my breath catch a little like I was going to cry when we sang through it the first time. I had a Virgin Mary thing for a very long time before I figured out that what I actually had was a Frigga thing (when you don't know you're a heathen, it's easy to get those confused) and music about Mary still really works for me. By the time we get to performance, the song will be old hat enough not to make me cry, which is fortunate, but right now...man, it's gorgeous.

- Today, I get to go to work, stay there for a couple hours, drive to east Bremerton for a training meeting, and then drive back to Kingston to finish the day. I am not looking forward to it. Also, I have started getting paranoid about the meeting. (What if I'm late? What if I can't find the room? What if I'm the only one there?) It is unpleasant.

Four things make a post, right?

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Haha, I did not have to go to the thing at Sylvan Way! Because my boss is going to be there for another meeting that ends shortly before this training and since her taking the training makes as much sense as me doing so and since she'll be there anyway and it's silly for both of us to drive back and forth from Kingston to Sylvan, she is going to and I don't have to.

Triumph, Galatea!

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Dear kid,

The thing is, you're the one who came up to the desk looking for information. You asked me a question. I assume that you actually want the answer to that question. Therefore, it might be a good idea if you could maybe take your headphones off and stop texting while I attempt to talk to you.

Swear to god, it's only going to take a minute.

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I think that it may be poetry time. I have read a couple of poems recently that punched me in the stomach and have meant to share them. This evening, the library is fairly slow and quiet, so it seems like a good time.

( And the Meek Shall Inherit the Earth, by Elton Glaser )

( Little Beast, by Richard Siken )

Do you have any poems you'd like to share?