::wiggles bum more::

my vcr woe continues. except this time it was just me being stupid. i thought i was using a much longer tape. so i got about 90 seconds of last night's lost. damn. holdenrevisited? ::bats eyelashes:: i promise i'll return it right away this time. :D

tai chi was great. i don't know the names of all three movements we learned last night... i'll give them my own names. there was 'squatty pose.' and then the one i do know... something like 'golden rooster stands on one leg.' and then 'defensive backward walk' - my name again. and now we've actually learned all the movements in 12 form. but we're only doing a modified squatty pose. and gihoon says next week he will reveal the secrets in 12 form. secrets! i was like, dude, i already paid for all the classes, you don't have to lure me back.

i'm sleepy. i stayed up late watching lost (first 3 eps) with claire (who is now hooked) and watching the game in between. and then dancing around when the sox won. i'm glad that i'm not the only one who can't resist caring. claire called dan just to squee about the win - and none of us are normally sports types. hee. and yay! i'm so happy for my bostonian sox. and then i stayed up still later helping my overworked girl grade papers. ::pets rach::

and now it's thursday. yay? work. i'm really glad game 7 was last night. i would not want to deal with this choir while that game was happening. omg. no way. so, you know. thank the mysterious presence for small favors.

gipx2

look at the pretties cimorene111 made for me! ::happy sigh::

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poems

i just typed up the poems that make up the texts of the duets anney and i are singing this sunday. and so i'll put them here, for the curious. four poems by katha pollitt.

( metaphors of women )

oh hey, if you read those and see any typos, let me know?

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here's a thought: i could go to bed. -.^

i feel like ass. (you know, in senegal, there are people named ass. rather unfortunate, no?) and i finally realized why. fer duh. i was up til 2:30 or something last night. and got up fairly early this morning. too little sleep! ::smacks forehead:: i will blame many things on this: my inability to get anything done or make any decisions today, my horrid mood, my vulnerability to the worst allergy attack ever ( allergy tmi )

, my weird eating patterns and excessive coffee consumption, and posting about these things and then getting annoyed at myself and deleting. yeah. that's the kind of day today was.

and now i have a terrible headache. i could blame that on the sleep thing too except i'd prefer to blame claritin, which i bought and consumed at a rest stop on the pike because of the aforementioned allergies from hell. i know the headache is probably not so much related to the claritin but i'm some weird kind of hypochondriac who always thinks drugs are making her sicker. is there a name for that?

right, so my point was that i should go to bed. yis. i have a printed out copy of the longnottom that i can read in bed. ::happy:: because i love it so much i just want to read it over and over. that's enticing. yes, i'll go wash up, call my girl and go to bed.

'night.