Housefilk!

We will be hosting a housefilk on Saturday, Feb. 18th. We'll be starting singing at 6. People can come a bit earlier. (Want to help tidy up? Come lots earlier! ;-) )

It will be a themed filk, for the Valentine's Day holiday.

• Tender love songs,
• bereft love songs
• weird love songs
• downright bizarre and creepy love songs!

Bring out the Tom Lehrer, and all that. I just know filkers won't let me down on this.

We'll probably sing other songs, too, but let's see what we can come up with for the theme. Come and bring your singing voice, your instrument if you play one, your filk books, munchies or drinks, bring a friend, but know that all of those are optional. But definitely bring yourself! Come ready to pick, pass, play and enjoy. Leave me a comment and an email address for directions if you need 'em.

General notes to the universe

If I was doing calligraphy on a regular basis, I'd learn to relax into it and do it with relaxed hands, I'd get used to it, and I wouldn't tense up and end up one big wad of pain. But noooooo, I leave it be for most of a year and then think I can go back to intense fine detailed levels on long poems. Ow.

Also, there is nothing like doing long passages of calligraphy to make me paranoid and sure that I'm misspelling everything. Up to and including my own name.

Anyway, that's all set aside right now. Now I'm working on bills. Yippee. Having to keep all records three times, two times in software that gets on my nerves. Pity I'm not doing this at a time when I could be expected to be distracted by lots of online chats.

And what is WITH my left ankle? Okay, I seemed to strain it while yanking about furniture last week, but it should be getting *better*, not worse. C'mon, body, get with the plan here.