Yeah I referenced a Celine book in the title... so suck it... I earned that right by wasting hours of my life slogging through the whole damn thing, even though the first half dozen chapters are the only ones worth reading.
but thats not the point:
the point: it takes me a long time to enter anything into Finale because every time I finish a system, measure, or even beat, I feel I have earned a congratulatory cigarette. Thus, having a project that begged completion, I stole myself for a long night by pounding two entire carafes of coffee, and not the good coffee, but the "buy-by-the-pound" bag of generic swill coffee. What I failed to take into account was that, while it may be almost incalculably small, I do have something that resembles a learning curve, and have completed said project ahead of schedule.
Now I must decide if its worth it to try and shake myself to sleep for two and a half hours of tormented wet dreams.
Moral of the story... caffeine is a drug kids, listen to your D.A.R.E. officer and just say no... unless you are trying to drown out the sound of your screaming insecurities, in which case drugs and violence are very effective.
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Congratulations on popping your Finale cherry. I hope it gently took you by the hand and opened your sweet pink mind to all that composer geekdom offers to us all. Next time I see you I will help you link up to BCP which has a berserker-like stranglehold on the blogoshphere, innernette, and google-machine. Be proud you are part of it.
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