2003-12-11/1:03 p.m.

performing makes me feel all warm and tingly inside.

last night went splendidly. so very splendidly. i played my song second, which was a surprise to me, and it went spendidly, except that the mic was a touch too quiet. lotsa people came up to me after the show - there were about 10 songs for the songwriters club, 8 for the enthnocats, and a handful for the choir - to congratulate me and to let me know that they wished the could have heard lots more of my songs. sigh.

tonight im going to courtice with ms bedard, the leader of the songwriters club and my former yearbook teacher; and a handful of students, including loverboy. that is, if he can con a ride off of his friend from another school. as of yet, hes walking to courtice and back. an hour drive, it is. i expect him to show up at the house concert sometime on saturday. hee. poor danny boy. i shall tell him that his face gets all tiny and scrunched and cute when hes stressed. thatll piss him off nicely. hell yes.

we had a rather nice phone conversation this morning that consisted of three minutes of bitter arguing followed by three seconds of sweetness. just the way i like my..whatever this is. im not quite sure.

last night was also quite humourous because i sat in the front row next to graham, with loverboy and the ex playing musical chairs beside me. hee. im so popular. graham was thoroughly confused. and rightly so.

now off to a therapy session with all three of my parents.