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My banana is making fun of me. I know this to be true, because it smells good and keeps reminding me of lunch and then I look at the clock and only a minute has gone by since I last looked and it's all the banana's fault. Clearly.

This day is dreary.

I am a bad fangirl. I haven't read blindmouse's latest offerings, even though one of them was written sort of for me. I just haven't had a moment to myself. /o\

I came here to make you dance tonight

I have a rehearsal with my accompanist this evening. First one for this piece (Rode violin concerto #7, in case you're curious). Eek! It's not up to tempo yet, but then again it's not like I'm anywhere near polished. Still, it's fun.

This paperclip has offended me with its hot-pink brightness. I've settled on revenge by chewing. *om nom nom*