Jan 14, 2009 16:19
i'm writing this on an iPod touch in the computer store in the bookstore. I am at work, touch screen typing is hard, and I consumed too much caffeine too quickly this afternoon.
It's eight degrees outside. I want baseball. The tigers might get a taiwanese pitcher, which I've totally said they need for ages.
I have to start teaching my baby dance class their dance this Monday. Step one involves getting them to at least somewhat correctly sing The Good Ship Lollipop. This will be either awesome or terrible.
I'm in four dances in the recital this year and really like all of them. This excites me. I'm scared of this semester ending.
work,
eastern,
dance,
weather,
pointless,
boredom