So we bagged quintet rehearsal because we were all so wiped. As Lucienne was walking in I was growling "I love my husband, I love my husband, I love my husband..." (who had forgotten to take out all of the soda cans in our recycle bins, which consequently spilled all over the kitchen floor right before we were supposed to start rehearsal)
Lucienne took one look at me and grunted, "I hate my life."
We were extremely amused when KJ walked in and muttered, "I need a drink."
And when Lanae arrived, her only comment was "Why me?"
Therefore we bagged rehearsal and went to Franklin's for lunch and beer. Best damn rehearsal I've ever had.
