Oh girl - don't EVEN go there. The things my bandmates did? [insert hyperventilation here] made me realize just how much I needed therapy after it all stopped. It was out of this world. One of my favorites? Was spending literally HOURS making arrangements, writing them all down and getting to the gig and the harp player would shake her bottle blond hair and say "I lost the peice of paper I wrote everything on (vs writing it on the music itself) and I forgot what I'm supposed to do here"
*stabbity stabbity stab*
But only metaphorically!
*deep calming breaths*