thububuububt. So very out of it. Been rehearsing all week, if not for the Russian play then for our gig on Saturday night. It was absolutely pouring rain last night and I couldn't sleep due to incessant strains of Russian looping through my head in time with the storm drain. I really felt like I was in some macabre Red Square with mustachioed men with big foofy hats spinning all around me.

This came after spending a bit of time in the emergency room with my sister, who called in a panic and told me that she couldn't move her neck and her "head is swollen." Yes, darling, I know. No, really. So I meet her at the hospital to discover she had OD'd on TheraFlu and DayQuil, which she'd been swigging all day long. Now I don't know about you, but that shit makes me mental. David had a roommate who would react to TheraFlu like it was LSD, with hallucinations and everything. It has something crazy in it, probably originally developed for Vietnam soldiers or something.

Saturday's show might quite possibly rock. We're pushing ourselves, which is great. I'm personally going to do something I've never done, and I'm nervous and excited. Whee.

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Arghh... I wish you played in Chicago. Everyone should move to Chicago! I'd love to hear you live someday.

I love having Russian on the brain. Such a dark language.
Maure | Homepage | 02.14.03 - 9:55 am | #

Hey girl! We'll be there Saturday night!

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Pamela | 02.14.03 - 2:07 pm

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