Somewhere in here, there's a musician, too.

I seriously need to calm the fuck down.

Cabaret is tomorrow; Cabaret being my choir's spring fundraiser. A number of full-choir pieces, some ensemble stuff (including our 'official' small-group, which I am part of), and solos. The everybody and some-other-people stuff doesn't much bother me, even though there are only some eight of us in the Quiretet. They're people I feel confident on the stage with.

I am not people I feel confident on the stage with. Once again, schedules never meshed, and I won't be able to go through the song with the gentleman accompanying me until... tomorrow afternoon between setup and official call time. So I'm sitting here working myself quietly into a froth over practicing, and making myself so anxious I forget words I know or, at best, lose them every time something distracts me. The thought that other people in the building can totally hear me singing, for example. Or you know, people walking by on the street, because my window is open.

Oh god, anything but people hearing me sing.

...wait.