I am so going to be late to rehearsal. It starts at 6:30 and it takes forever to get there from here and it's 6:10 now and I'm not even close to leaving.
But my throat is all itchy, has been since yesterday, so I can be excused for taking some extra time to have a cup-o-soup. Right? Never mind that I could have had the soup, like, any time this afternoon, but I chose to wait till it was past time to leave.
Anyway, it's the first rehearsal and things never get started right on time. That's how I console myself. It's not like I don't know Messiah by heart forward and backward anyway.
I wonder which bit he'll start with. My money's on either "And the glory" or "And he shall purify." If I had thought of it earlier, I would have called my mom to start a pool. ;) I'm terrible.
But my throat is all itchy, has been since yesterday, so I can be excused for taking some extra time to have a cup-o-soup. Right? Never mind that I could have had the soup, like, any time this afternoon, but I chose to wait till it was past time to leave.
Anyway, it's the first rehearsal and things never get started right on time. That's how I console myself. It's not like I don't know Messiah by heart forward and backward anyway.
I wonder which bit he'll start with. My money's on either "And the glory" or "And he shall purify." If I had thought of it earlier, I would have called my mom to start a pool. ;) I'm terrible.