The Waltz Minutia:

• 01:52 is batgirl : bit.ly/1XUiUh
• 17:55 just woke up from an epic nap.
• 20:56 is heading out to fight crime again tonight.

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 10:08 is thrilled that her newest page of Tribute Waters is now online! Check it out! www.tributewaters.com/
• 15:22 editing myspace is worse than cleaning catbox.
• 18:33 has a costume!
• 22:31 notes this party has been autotuned!

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 12:30 is trying to understand the Nashville number system. Suggestions?
• 16:41 is lettering tomorrow’s page, and wanting a nap.
• 23:40 spent the last hour grinning at Notting Hill.

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 09:57 thinks she may have overdone it yesterday.
• 14:05 is at Manna Cafe, editing. Also, she’s questioning the sanity of getting a large mocha… they make them very large and very strong here,bzz
• 17:04 @faaris could have split this one with you

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So, for the second night in a row, I’m up happily at 2am. I’ve completely changed my sleep clock over the last several weeks. plus- well it makes it much easier to talk to my musician friends who seem to do all their real work between dusk and dawn. minus, making sure to communicate night plans with the work a days with appropriate leeway is harder, and I’m still looking for gigs or full time work, so just being available and ‘awake’ is important, and I’ll have to work my way back to workadaytime when gigs materialize.

Thankfully, editing and art can be done at any time, as can the slow unpacking process. Waylaid I was, by the sick. But today, today! I made it outside my apartment for the first time in 5 days, and I took 5 bags of trash out, and met for a biweekly burger with a friend who’s giving me a crash course in writing lyrics, and it was a great burger, with cheese.

He gave me some songwriters to study, challenged me to write some lyrics not having to do with interpersonal relationships-at least for a week, and suggested I open up Pandora on my phone and go listen somewhere in the beautiful autumn sun we had today.

So I did, listened to a bit of Hank Williams Sr, and Cash on the steps of the Gazebo just off Few, with the twisty old trees still covered in leaves, and the ground just as paved with the fallen. They do, actually have some well fed squirrels around there, almost as big as cats. It was a zen kind of time.

and then, in the sunshine, outside, I got a call from my consulting company, and apparently I’ve been put in the hat for another gig, but might not hear anything for a couple weeks on it. Sounds positive at least.

The rest of the day was pretty much frittered away(and this is why I often take myself out of the house to get art done), but I did at least one adult thing (changed my address for one of my pieces of mail), yesterday I sent off an invoice for editing. Trying to get one responsible thing done each day, (well, responsible to the outside of my apartment folk).

But, here at the end of one day, I have clean sheets and blankets on my bed, (yay! no more sick), a few more boxes sorted out(need to take a handful to st vinnies) I’m really feeling at home here. Can’t wait till it’s all ship shape, of course, but… feel nice.

(this post brought to you by the ‘i’m tired of composing entries in my head and never posting them for you to read’ committee, my hp mini, and the letter Q)

The Waltz Minutia:

• 11:50 says ‘ah, bluescreen of death, that’s where you’ve been hiding’

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 12:51 had a dream last night she was talking with Beth about art and php
• 17:45 is not watching the pot boil.
• 19:37 @funsized mugshot looks like fun

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 10:57 has a headache that feels Iike she’s been headbanging for three days.
• 18:54 is starting to get her appetite back, has ordered chinese, yay wonton soup
• 21:24 thinks it’s funny that she could only eat a tiny bit of the Chinese food she ordered.

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 13:58 just woke up, still sick, breathing a little easier.

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The Waltz Minutia:

• 09:12 coughs,"you know you’re sick when texting is exhausting."
• 16:21 is not a happy camper.
• 17:40 has angels named Kim, Maciek, and Eli, who brought her soup, juice and nyquil. Many thanks

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