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i’m in the process of going through every single take from my recording session, deciding which versions to use, which notes need a tweak, where measures from “take three” should be inserted into “take four”, etc., etc… and although i can honestly say i’m feeling pretty good about the whole project and it’s better than i thought it would be, and i’m past the point of cringing at all my own mistakes and the general qualities of my vocal ability, i’ve also got to say: i don’t think i can listen to my own voice for one. more. minute. …not today, anyway. which will put me about a day behind schedule but still on track to get this thing finished and released by mid-to-late december. this assuming i can get the music licenses, liner notes, layout and printer in line as well.

one day at a time.
so much to do, always.

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[things i re-learned today]

~ if you try to pick up the hot press of the waffle maker 30 seconds after you’ve turned the thing off, there’s a pretty good chance you’ll burn your fingers

~ as a general rule, i like rainy days quite a lot. super-gloomy, cold rainy days that fall on the first day after a holiday and directly after unseasonably gorgeous sunny days can really bring me down, though

~ when i smile at people and they don’t smile back, particularly on gloomy rainy days, it leaves a little bruise on my heart

~ my neighbor and friend marie-philippe is very beautiful and kind (and bakes yummy treats, and always smiles back when i smile at her) and i’m so relieved every time we get to spend time together

~ i miss my friends that are not right here, and i wish i knew more people in this very big city

~ little tiny babies are very cute, but i vacillate many times a day between “let’s have another one!” and “hmmm…i’m pretty happy just as we are”

~ there is no -s in the word vacillate, even though i type it “vascillate” nearly every time

~ we need a regular routine or we go a little bit crazy

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