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Ow. One of my wisdom teeth is making my jaw ache & everytime I blow my nose I feel a sharp pain in my gums. I was out with Justin seeking Mother's Day gifts. Thus far I have found this creepy card that composites some of Frida Kahlo's most disturbing paintings. I like to give my mom weird cards and funky jewelry, so the card is perfect. It doesn't top the Christmas card I gave her a few years ago, featuring a 19th century French medical illustration of a women bashfully exposing her breasts to a lecherous physician. Now to find some good jewelry.
Then I got myself a shirt, which I probably shouldn't have, but it's the perfect shades of light blue and brown with seagull silhouttes and reminds me of chidhood summer vacations in Stone Harbor, NJ. And it has pouffy sleeves, which I like because I think they obscure my broad shoulders. But that doesn't make any sense, does it? Considering I'm highlighting them. Oh well.
Today I need to call my mom, do some laundry and maybe skate outside. Yesterday's practice was ten kinds of ugh. I coughed so much I threw up, so I couldn't participate in any strenuous drills for fear of more coughing fits. And despite my half participation I still felt wiped out as I hadn't skated in a week. I practiced backwards skating in the jam skater style and worked some muscles in the backs of my thighs I didn't realize existed as seperate, pained entities. They are totes not happy with me, these muscles. Which is a sign I should skate today.
Then I got myself a shirt, which I probably shouldn't have, but it's the perfect shades of light blue and brown with seagull silhouttes and reminds me of chidhood summer vacations in Stone Harbor, NJ. And it has pouffy sleeves, which I like because I think they obscure my broad shoulders. But that doesn't make any sense, does it? Considering I'm highlighting them. Oh well.
Today I need to call my mom, do some laundry and maybe skate outside. Yesterday's practice was ten kinds of ugh. I coughed so much I threw up, so I couldn't participate in any strenuous drills for fear of more coughing fits. And despite my half participation I still felt wiped out as I hadn't skated in a week. I practiced backwards skating in the jam skater style and worked some muscles in the backs of my thighs I didn't realize existed as seperate, pained entities. They are totes not happy with me, these muscles. Which is a sign I should skate today.