Teh Leafy called me an
LJ-whore. She will pay for her insolence. My bike has been "fixed". My lappy has not. My room is more organized than ever now, thanks to a couple of late night sessions. I have stuff I need to put in a free stuff box and put in somewhere conspicuous.
Improv class was spiritual. I've needed a wonderful experience like that for a while. We left the room. We were to re-enter the room in total silence as though we had never seen the room before and we were to explore it as though it we a shrine we were allowed to enter and play in. She told us it was time to play and play we did. We played like we were four and five years old. We loved just about every second of it. We made it all up as we went.
I shook my booty. That was teh best. By the way, you are now supposed to call me Aloicious Jones. That's my new name from now on. ph34r me if you do not. :P :).
I found a website that "looks" as though it is offering free podcasting services. I heard one this morning that sounded awesome and what not. I might be adding this to all of my bloggery in the near future. w00tage. This would be important because I would be able to talk for about ten minutes at a time. Maybe. I'll figure it out somehow.
I went to a drum-whatever last night. It was pretty good. I feel like an idiot for not going to their show that was at skippers last night. I feel stupid because the thing that I thought I really had to do? Not so much. I didn't have to have it all read until tomarrow. But... they are playing a street corner in Ybor on Friday and I have no freaking class that day or for the three days following. I can make an appearance to make amends. I freaking love teh drum circle. I wanted to record it. I guess if I remember to keep my MP3 player charged I might be able to record maybe 30 minutes of it... maybe... I haven't ever let it just run before.