I'm quite on top of things. I did a bit of 'proper' work today, I also wrote up my notes for the novel - seriously, the ending of it is a winner, I just need a bit more time and a little sleep and I'll have this nailed.
One of those days where people, generally, annoyed me by not replying to stuff yet I can see that they've read the messages. Cameraman for filming, for example - it's just basic fucking manners.
Evening dress rehearsal with Dowsing. Amazing venue, and amazingly no cock-ups at all, and normally in a dress rehearsal there's plenty of them. Great to be on stage with our special guest, Kat, who is playing harp, I worked with her on on album years ago and it's nice to catch up. But...I don't know, maybe it's because I'm wrapped up in the stuff about my dad (he had another bad day today), but we've sold 500 tickets now, which is plenty, we've got over a hundred singers, we've got an amazing string section, I've nailed the drum parts. Yet I'm just not excited about it. Not even a little bit.
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