Monday, June 27, 2005
I feel terribly bored today.
No more FIVE-FOOT BROADWAY.
No more REHEARSALS
No more LATE NIGHTS ARRANGING MUSIC ON MY COM
No more PLAYING THE PIANO WITH PEOPLE SINGING ALONG
No more TRIPS TO F&B OUTLETS WITH THE CAST
No more TRIPS TO PLAY DEN AT THE ART HOUSE
No more SLACKING IN THE GREEN ROOM
No more FOOLING AROUND IN THE ORCHESTRA PIT... (you call that a pit!? It's not even below the ground... okay, let's just call it the ORCHESTRA CORNER)
Back to being a soldier. Doing sai kang.
I'm lounging around the house, playing CDs, clearing up my room which I have messed up during the duration of working the FFB scores. No time for general maintenance during the period. But I like my place messy... I seem to work better... when it's tidy, something seems to be amiss... ¶ 6/27/2005 07:40:00 pm
No more FIVE-FOOT BROADWAY.
No more REHEARSALS
No more LATE NIGHTS ARRANGING MUSIC ON MY COM
No more PLAYING THE PIANO WITH PEOPLE SINGING ALONG
No more TRIPS TO F&B OUTLETS WITH THE CAST
No more TRIPS TO PLAY DEN AT THE ART HOUSE
No more SLACKING IN THE GREEN ROOM
No more FOOLING AROUND IN THE ORCHESTRA PIT... (you call that a pit!? It's not even below the ground... okay, let's just call it the ORCHESTRA CORNER)
Back to being a soldier. Doing sai kang.
I'm lounging around the house, playing CDs, clearing up my room which I have messed up during the duration of working the FFB scores. No time for general maintenance during the period. But I like my place messy... I seem to work better... when it's tidy, something seems to be amiss... ¶ 6/27/2005 07:40:00 pm
