DAY 2

Ok I fucked up I'm aware. This technically is a missed day but to me it's still the same day. It's half midnight and I am super tired and I'll so won't write much. Jaw clicking still intense despite constant attempts to stop. Teeth grinding major problem too.

A few things occurred to me today (I'm doing a daily blog, I may as well just directly copy Richard herring)

We had to draw a heap of male nudes in college today and it does make you realise, men, particularly men people want to draw, are all lumpy and muscly and their buttocks look really stressed and over worked just by sitting there. Like they're flexing and wish for nothing more that gentle release. In short, cisdude bodies scare me.

Also we had a rehearsal. I love rehearsals so much. I want to campaign to make it legal to marry a rehearsal.i want to kiss rehearsals face. I also found out that my range increases by about 2 tones when I'm infront of people and have anxiety and adrenalin. Yay. The fact these things also make a voice much harder to control is less yay, but hey I didnt fuck up touch me so go me.

Also I had one of those days where you look in the mirror and think "oh, you again"

Also I learnt a lot about stripping. Although I will never strip it is interesting and I have my playlist worked out (in the still of the night by white snake and the rocky road to Dublin by the dubliners and roxanne for the sake of irony)

Also I told the story abut the dude from yesterday to laughter so I guess it's all good.

Also I love kez and Rosie a lot.

Also I need to stop starting paragraphs with also

Ok now I need to sleep, mostly so I can regroup my throat. The cold has returned and she is angry.