And we say so, and we hope so
There is still no internet at our house because Comcast.
My poem "Poor Old Horse," written for
strange_selkie on my last day at Dartmouth Street, has been accepted by Mythic Delirium.
Tomorrow afternoon I am taking part for the third year in Music to Cure MS, singing two German art songs.
At the moment I have a migraine. This has been today.
My poem "Poor Old Horse," written for
Tomorrow afternoon I am taking part for the third year in Music to Cure MS, singing two German art songs.
At the moment I have a migraine. This has been today.

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Congratulations on the acceptance!
I wish you a lack of migrane, but in any case I hope all goes very well tomorrow.
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Thank you.
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Yay cool. Also, m'wife and I thank you for your efforts, and if you could hurry along that cure, it would be a very good thing. (Wouldn't it be seriously cool, if MS could actually be cured by music? I always said that being sung to was a therapy, but if you could come round and sing to K and actually make her better...)
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I would love to!
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(I have "bronchitis and/or walking pneumonia" and a shiny new inhaler. Yay?)
But hey, poetry acceptance. Love you.
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Well, yay for the inhaler, but God damn for everything else!
I am happy about the poem. I love you so.
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Thank you!
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I hope your migraine goes away immediately.
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Thank you!
I hope your migraine goes away immediately.
It stuck around, but I survived it.
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Boo, migraine. (And, in fact, please read the "yay" in a quiet, non-migraine-exacerbating voice.)
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Hee. No worries. Thank you!
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Thank you! Today meaning Monday, in fact, did not!
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I will be very upset as soon as I get a recording, but at the moment, in memory, I am pleased.
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Wolf and Brahms! Yay! I hope it went really well.
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Thank you! It was well-received.
The migraine has moved on, but Comcast is still truck nuts.