Despite all the things happening in my life and in my head right now, I'm afraid it's really not very interesting to watch. Still waters run deep, and all that. I can't even really articulate most of it, except to say that I'm making progress in every sense of the word, and yet I'm also restless, frustrated, weary, and irritable. Hair-trigger ( Read more... )

Since my leg has been feeling somewhat better lately, I've been dancing every day for about the last week and a half. I'm up to about 15 minutes at a time, which is a third of what I used to do every morning, but it's progressAnd today is the first day in ten months or so that my leg has not hurt me at all ( Read more... )

Sounds like a band, doesn't it? Solitaire Shade and the Funky Doldrums.

This has just been a bum weekend.

There are times when I just want out of my life -- not in a permanent "up-the-block not across-the-street" kind of way but in an "anywhere but here" kind of way. This is one of those times. I want out of my life, not out of my life. And ( Read more... )

We have a phone again. The number has changed to something close enough to my parents' number that I will never be able to remember it straight. Stupid numbers ( Read more... )

Oh, boy. Pardon the cat posts, but cat-drama abounds ( Read more... )

I said it already, but I'll say it again ( Read more... )

I finally got the screen caps from Oktoberfest up.

I've made my photo album public so you can go look without me having to tag every damn picture. So, go check it out.

I'm still making you look at these.

Here I am looking sexy. Note the glitter on the tummy.

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I suppose I should update so you people don't wonder what happened to me ( Read more... )

Things suck.

Oh, my God, things suck.

It is a Litany of Suckdom. Slow, life-sucking suckdom. This is The Purple Suck ( Read more... )

Yesterday was hideous. I mean that. The weather was like a giant runny nose.

Today, the sun is a big ball of fire in a blue October sky, the leaves here are still green, and everything looks simply beautiful from where I'm sitting.

I'm sitting because my feet are killing me.

Why, WHY does performing hurt my feet when the hour plus of practice ( Read more... )