I just ain't feelin' it.

So.. I'm not really sure if I like "warm fuzzy" feelings.

Y'know, cheesy things like inspirational seminary songs, or The Work and the Glory, or "Family.  Isn't it about...time?"

You have to understand that I just returned from 'The Forgotten Carols' which is a christmas musical by mormon songwriter Michael McLean.  It was a fun, enjoyable show.  However, the whole show seems to depend on giving you that "warm fuzzy" feeling.  The kind that makes you say, "aaawwwww, cuute.."

The show ended with the entire audience linking hands and singing, "We can be together forever, someday."

Now, I'm not saying that it isn't a good thing. I'm not sayin' that at all.

I just don't feel like it's for me.

I'll join in.  Heck, I'll even link hands and sway, and enjoy it with you.  I'm not against uplifting, spiritual things, of course.

But I would be alright without a lot of the "fluff".

I dunno, maybe I'm just cynical...

still here

Good Heavens!

This last week was completely hectic.  Concentrated Stress in a Can!

I gave blood on Tuesday, which I'm pretty sure was a stupid idea because I spent the next four days on my feet for Choir Dinner.  

"No strenuous lifting," they said.

Oops.

I hammered my body for those four days: lifting those bloody stands, hauling and pulling on the floor mats, building the backdrop, running around setting up risers, curtains, christmas trees, practicing and performing under the baking lights.  I would leave for school in the morning and not return home until late at night.  I was dizzy throughout the whole ordeal and I'm surprised I didn't actually pass out.  I blame it on the missing blood.

But it all went very well.  Especially the second night when Li'l Bop and I weren't completely faking large sections of the show.  We had a blast!  Thank you all so much, those of you who attended.  And a big thank you to those who helped to set it up, especially the ones who aren't even in the choir.

I'm really tired, but I thought I should post to show that I am still alive.

"Quarter to twelve, I'm feelin' fine.  When the sun comes up I'm gonna miss my friend moonshine!"