today i am going to a massfilc meeting. it will joyous.
i had all sorts of things to say this week, but i never had time to say any of it. it was a terrible week, it was a good week. i think perhaps having healthcare and dental insurance has done me more harm than good. my breathing has been funny since Sunday or so -- not difficult, but subtly achy. and my jaw is still out of whack and i think it might be getting worse. but i've already used my $1,500 worth of dental insurance for the year. grr. if the breathing thing keeps on i think i will see my doctor about it. she's nice, and there isn't any cap on health insurance costs. although the fuckers keep sending me generic instead of what was actually prescribed. i finally gave in and tried it, and it seems to be working fine, no hideous side effects or anything, though i was sort of light-headed for the first day or so. but that could have been something else. anyway, it's just easier. bastards.
as it turns out, _Passage_ was sort of mythic. i mean, it was basically about death, after all. it was really good. after i got to approximately the halfway point, i couldn't put it down. i love Connie Willis. at least, most of what i've read by her.
i should probably run off to make sure i get to the right place at the right time. i want to make it as convenient for my ride as possible.
the real question is, is two pool parties too many to go to in one weekend? we'll find out soon, in the next episode of Jenwa's Life.
later: it's just barely midnight, and it's just getting too cheesy to keep naming entries contrary to my stated paradigm. perhaps i should just never write entries in the morning. but i think i should write entries whenever i feel like it and have the time.
i had a wonderful wonderful day. the massfilc meeting was really just lovely. i swam in a lake for the first time in forever, and it was fun, though i still don't like slimy rocks and stepping on lakebottom vegetation. and i sang three of the four things i tentatively was thinking of singing, and they were very well-received, yay. and i had positive interactions with lots of the people; i'm feeling less and less like an outsider. and the person who is my favorite person to listen to do a song was there, and participated a lot. and i have a ride to the next meeting in two weeks [they're monthly, but this one was late july, and the august meeting is pretty early in the month], where i'll get to become even more comfortable, hopefully. oh, i love getting to sing. i wish some of them had picked different keys for the sing alongs, though. i always end up singing low, because it doesn't sound as hideous as singing high when i don't know a piece that well. and really, most of the singalong pieces don't lend themselves to singing in the style which i have to use when singing consistently high. but i really don't enjoy singing that low as much. half an octave higher would often be preferable. that's the best thing about occasionally singing/leading -- picking the range. though sometimes you pick the wrong range accidentally because the sound in your head was different than how it came out, but that can't be helped.
i love singing. i really do.
and i've just discovered that mixing leftover shrimp alfredo with leftover chicken tikka saag is actually very good.