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I may have overshot myself. Which is not unlike simply shooting myself. I've been dabbling in choreography. And for me that's bad. I have no sense of rhythm and I tend to do only things that require a great deal of difficulty. Thus, if you are not me you will not only die doing my choreography but you will die both from exhaustion and kicking yourself in your head with your own foot. Simultaneously. And even for me the crap I choreograph is a little insane.
In fact, I started looking at the work of other peoples around at and above my level and I resolutely discovered that ... I am ... ambitious. In middle school I wrote this essay on the Salem witch trials. It was a veritable thesis. I handed the tome in and got an A-. Not because it wasn't awesome but because it was way the fuck too long and encompassed not one part of the trials but everything I could get any information on at all. There may or may not have been a medical breakdown of possible conditions suffered by all involved. Although, in my defense, I did not attempt a translation of the Maleus Malcificarum. If I were to redo it today I would definitely do that. I would learn freakin' Latin. Which is actually symptomatic of the ... rather incurable disease. I don't just do. I beyond completely do. Men don't just date me, they fall in love, and become infatuated. I don't just go to college I get multiple advanced degrees. I don't hum while I work so much as sing coloratura arias. If you are hypertensive you should not let me anywhere near your food or your salt because I will salt that bitch. You will be eating a block of salt with some chicken soup. I do not know the meaning of restraint. Well, I do, I just choose not to exercise it impetuously. This is why I could never be a lawyer or a criminal because both these professions have a rather tenuous and theoretical relationship with absolutes. And also math. You will never catch a burglar by posing to him a problem set. Although now that I've had that idea I'm going to attempt that ...
The point is what is expected of me is far less than what I intend to deliver. And what I intend to deliver is almost impossible. If I were paying attention I'd tone it down. Generally the reason great military minds finally get their asses whooped is because of their inability to adjust to a changing field. Or alcohol. Actually, mostly alcohol. But regardless I've chosen to go ahead with it. And the reason for this is there's also military history to suggest that if a great force attacks a smaller force on difficult terrain the smaller force can still hold the area by forcing the larger group into small controlled and moving skirmishes on the periphery. Basically what I'm saying is if your force is notably larger than the other guys that you don't have to worry about them closing in behind you, it's actually okay and in fact sometimes preferable to surge ahead. So I'm essentially assuming that the choreography I've made is so ridiculous for what I'm doing that if I just stick with it I'll be okay.
Unfortunately that's not really the end of it. Basically, I've finished the choreography, but it is intense. It challenges me well beyond my normal levels and in fact there are moments when I find myself physically unable to do the move. But at this point I don't have the time to rechoreograph or relearn and ... if I do manage to master this one ... I've got a helluva piece.
In fact, I started looking at the work of other peoples around at and above my level and I resolutely discovered that ... I am ... ambitious. In middle school I wrote this essay on the Salem witch trials. It was a veritable thesis. I handed the tome in and got an A-. Not because it wasn't awesome but because it was way the fuck too long and encompassed not one part of the trials but everything I could get any information on at all. There may or may not have been a medical breakdown of possible conditions suffered by all involved. Although, in my defense, I did not attempt a translation of the Maleus Malcificarum. If I were to redo it today I would definitely do that. I would learn freakin' Latin. Which is actually symptomatic of the ... rather incurable disease. I don't just do. I beyond completely do. Men don't just date me, they fall in love, and become infatuated. I don't just go to college I get multiple advanced degrees. I don't hum while I work so much as sing coloratura arias. If you are hypertensive you should not let me anywhere near your food or your salt because I will salt that bitch. You will be eating a block of salt with some chicken soup. I do not know the meaning of restraint. Well, I do, I just choose not to exercise it impetuously. This is why I could never be a lawyer or a criminal because both these professions have a rather tenuous and theoretical relationship with absolutes. And also math. You will never catch a burglar by posing to him a problem set. Although now that I've had that idea I'm going to attempt that ...
The point is what is expected of me is far less than what I intend to deliver. And what I intend to deliver is almost impossible. If I were paying attention I'd tone it down. Generally the reason great military minds finally get their asses whooped is because of their inability to adjust to a changing field. Or alcohol. Actually, mostly alcohol. But regardless I've chosen to go ahead with it. And the reason for this is there's also military history to suggest that if a great force attacks a smaller force on difficult terrain the smaller force can still hold the area by forcing the larger group into small controlled and moving skirmishes on the periphery. Basically what I'm saying is if your force is notably larger than the other guys that you don't have to worry about them closing in behind you, it's actually okay and in fact sometimes preferable to surge ahead. So I'm essentially assuming that the choreography I've made is so ridiculous for what I'm doing that if I just stick with it I'll be okay.
Unfortunately that's not really the end of it. Basically, I've finished the choreography, but it is intense. It challenges me well beyond my normal levels and in fact there are moments when I find myself physically unable to do the move. But at this point I don't have the time to rechoreograph or relearn and ... if I do manage to master this one ... I've got a helluva piece.