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I went to haus of former-maths-teacher-who-is-in-choir and there was wine and it was drunk. Also there was a dog (miniature Schnauzer) and it was petted.
I may help out with the Cubs, for purposes of CV. Then again I may not, because children are scary.
I am clearly not sober. I sway. At choir our conductor was annoyed because the basses were, um, less than optimum, and he stamped his foot. He regularly implies that I am not a lady, just because I sing tenor. (By this, I mean he says "ladies" to mean 'sopranos and altos' and "gentlemen" to mean 'tenors and basses'. Clearly it is my fault for being Wrong and defying gender roles.)
I went to haus of former-maths-teacher-who-is-in-choir and there was wine and it was drunk. Also there was a dog (miniature Schnauzer) and it was petted.
I may help out with the Cubs, for purposes of CV. Then again I may not, because children are scary.
I am clearly not sober. I sway. At choir our conductor was annoyed because the basses were, um, less than optimum, and he stamped his foot. He regularly implies that I am not a lady, just because I sing tenor. (By this, I mean he says "ladies" to mean 'sopranos and altos' and "gentlemen" to mean 'tenors and basses'. Clearly it is my fault for being Wrong and defying gender roles.)