First rehearsal followed by birthday (not mine) drinks.
Being in improv in Seattle feels like Tuesdays in Bellingham again. I feel fine in rehearsal, it's afterwards that's hard. Even worse I know everyone's name. Long story.
I sang a song because hte birthday girl egged me on and everyone else [in the whole bar] sang one (regardless of talent).
It was Alphaville - Forever_Young.
I thought it was the most appropriate. I was worried about the verses. I was right on both accounts.
Side note: I might be moving to a place with a view. It's pretty snazzy. You should visit.
Side note: I think my clutch is going out. Please God let me be wrong. I can't afford it.
It's really hard for me to karaoke. Everything has to be right. The song. The mood. The drinks. Everything. I envy you people who just do it. Willy nilly. Amazing.
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