This IS Work

Business. Let's get down to it.

Today's oneword: soak

he stood at the end of my parking space with his hands in his jeans pockets. his hoodie was up but served no purpose as his entire being was soaked through the wet fabric clinging to his skin. His aqua-green steel eyes blazed through the the rain drops and caught mine and my hands froze on the steering wheel and i knew he wasn't going to let me drive away this time.

I said "his" way too many times. But other than that... I really like that little scene there.

Anyway.
So once or twice a week I attend first period at the high school to work with their show choir. See: clumsy choreographer. My current challenge with them is the upcoming spring concert. Wait for it...

... it's a Disney show.

I am responsible for writing the work to 2 numbers specifically (an ensemble performance of "Part of Your World" from The Little Mermaid, and a full group rendition of "The Circle of Life" from The Lion King), as well as helping the student choreographers with their pieces, and the over-all flow of the entire presentation.

The cynic in me wants to scream "SHOOT ME NOW" at the top of my lungs and run as fast as I can towards something that isn't over-done, synthetic cheese. But let's think about this. I have an opportunity to produce some classy-ass, wholesome shit here.

Heh.
I can't stop giggling at myself and the fact that I GET PAID to do this.